(Atlantic Ocean – Florida Coast)
Although we’re covering distance like an epic road trip, sailing is far from the road trips I’m used to. I loved the Yota and everything, but I’m pretty sure Oceanna has it beat in every single department.
The only thing so far that has resembled a roadtrip of past, is the pit stop we made today. Our convoy needed fuel, as the wind had died over the last day and we were doing a lot of motoring, so we pulled into St Augustine, Florida to fill up.
One draw bridge, one replica of a 16th century Spanish galleon, and some snotty Florida charm later – our pit stop was done and we were headed back out on the ocean. Not exactly the chips, ice-cream drumstick, and dirty-gas-station-bathroom of the road.