I have a huge confession to make: Ever since my last sailing trip along the African coast, I am afraid of sailing out in open water. It all started with a beautiful whale watching trip for a few days: the sun was shining, the sea was calm, nothing but a gentle breeze.

getting ready

it all started nice and calm

After day one we were far away from the mainland and enjoyed the magic of the sea. We even spotted some dolphins and one incredibly beautiful whale.

the only whale I spotted

dolphins playing

BUT THEN it all changed. The captain got pretty nervous and talked to the crew – I knew that something was wrong: we were about to hit a huge storm and since we were one day ride away from the mainland, there was no way to escape. We were all instructed to put on our live vests and had to put a rope around our waist that was then tied to the boat. I was too scared to take any pictures, I only had these images from the movies “Storm” or “Open Water” in my head…

Suddenly it got extremely dark, the waves were splashing against the boat and I felt like being put in a blender. We all had to go below deck and could only crawl on all fours. I thought I was too scared to throw up, but on top of all this danger, major seasickness hit me. I’ll spare you the details, but let me just say as much: the cabin below was very tiny, we were six people in one tiny “sardine can”, massive waves rocked our boat and we rolled from one side to another… There was one moment when the boat almost overturned and I really thought we all gonna die… I had all these thoughts in my head what I still wanted to do, what I still wanted to say to special people while rolling from one side to another, swallowing my own vomit… And this was the moment where my fear of sailing began… I only wanted to go home…

It felt like this was going on forever, but I think it was just one hour in real time. Afterwards, it was extremely silent – scary silent and we were all just lying on the floor, not being able to move – all pale and totally freaked out. You might think I am exaggerating, but for me, it was probably my scariest moment ever…

Ever since I even more believe in guardian angels and was so relieved when we saw the mainland again. I could barely get off the boat, my legs were shaking, even when being on solid ground again, it felt like the ground was moving and my head was spinning. I guess, this picture says it all…

back on the mainland but still very seasick

Afterwards, I spent three days in bed till I fully recovered. – Well, ever since I am afraid of taking a boat trip and now I even get seasick when being on just any boat… Will I ever get over it? I don’t know, maybe – but one thing is for sure: currently I prefer staying on the mainland.

please give me a break from being seasick...

xoxo

photo credentials: V’s World, Pierre Munique (flickr), Creative Commons 2.0