And let’s not forget about the numerous amazing shows I was able to put together, host, or at least help out with my friends where I’ve met countless connections and new friends that I’m also fortunate enough to have in my life as current positive figures and influences. I know it’s not supposed to be perfect, but even if living at the tip had been overwhelming at times, I’m glad to have been a part of it. For better or worse, it’s a bit of both as certain mental problems have either deteriorated or fluctuated multiple times being at the tip (I won’t get too into that one rn), but I’ve garnered more tools for taking on the real world post-college because of this living experience. It was truly the first time I’ve lived not underneath my parents roof and lived with friends my age whom I’m fortunate enough to grow closer with as well as allowing them to influence me as a person and/or musician and helping me grow as a person in the process. From sophomore to senior year of being a UML student, I’ve lived here and although there were both good and bad times among myself and the house as a whole, saying that living and being in the tip has changed and shaped me in some way is an understatement. With college graduation, there comes a point for where I’d soon eventually move out of my place that many including myself call The Tip, and today is that day where I’ve officially moved out. (Early) May photo dump but it’s just pics from the past couple years of being in the tip. #sailingciruitous #traveldiaries #sailing #biminibahamas #bimini #islandpacket #travelbug #adventuretravel #dinghy #rollypollyolly #sailors #sailorslife #homeiswheretheanchordrops Now that we’re checked in, let the good times roll ! □ Not that exciting, but gives you a glimpse of boat life. □Īnyways, thanks for reading this journal entry if you made it this far. Yup, ya girl gets seasick nearly every time we’re sailing. I usually don’t eat much when we’re underway as I just don’t have the appetite or stomach to hold anything down. Still perfecting how to properly stow and secure stuff before setting sail. Meanwhile, I was on the boat with Lexi (my Yorkie dog) and Logan (my Ragdoll cat), cleaning up the boat both inside and outside as it did get it a bit cluttered while sailing. Usually only the Captain is allowed to go check in and everyone else has to stay on the boat until we are all legally allowed to touch land. So Matt had to row to land, beach the dinghy (which weighs 120lbs without the motor) and walk to the immigration office. When we anchored on the West side of Bimini, right off the beach, it was SO rolly that we couldn’t get the motor on the dinghy. Captain Matt rowing his way back to us on the boat after officially checking us into the Bahamas □□ He definitely made this look wayyyy easier than it was.
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