Whether grey or blue skies lay overhead, the heft of the waves was always huge – sometimes rhythmic and pleasant, at others offering a waltzer of a voyage.

无论头顶上的天空是灰还是，上总是波涛涌——有时浪有奏感而令人愉悦，有时我们的船就像在浪上跳华尔兹舞。