Most of the nights on the ship, we slept above decks with
minimal cover. The basic strategy was to find a flat spot that
you could lay out straight on, put down your mat, and close your
It didn't take long.
There were never any bugs, so that wasn't a problem. The
nights were balmy, and the only reason for covering of any sort was
because of the wind.
(these pictures just crack me up)
There were a few occasions where it might have made sense to try sleeping
below decks. Usually it was because of a few raindrops during the
night with the uncertainty of whether it would develop into a full storm (it
never did). You can see from these shots though that bunking was very snug. It was also hot & muggy. And, if you were
one of the unlucky ones, it could be a bit smelly if you were near the heads
(For the record, I had great fun taking these flash
photos while people were sleeping.)
Sleeping wasn't restricted to just the night-time.
For any of a hundred reasons, we were just exhausted. It might
have been the rock of the ship, the long days in the sun, the smell
of the fresh air... who knows. It was as if we were victims of