THE WELCOMING OF November 30th. - MIDNIGHT

Its midnight. Time to switch watch guards.
One day away from full moon. The moon is bright and sharp but I see a small blur in the bottom that makes me conclude that still we are a day away from a perfectly defined circle.
The moon shines so strongly that is difficult to recognize that is midnight or even night.
We are doing very good time with approx. 7 knots real ground speed (or is it called ocean speed?) and the waves are just barely big enough to make it a fun ride.
After the end of day, there is an enemy that won undefeated as number 1. It was not the big ocean with its waves breaking against the hull. Not the strong winds hitting violently against the sails rocking the boat unexpectedly. Not the sky showing its mighty strength with a storm. It was the silent motion of a smooth, almost harmonic swing of the boat that have taken Ana completely out of the game.
Ana never recovered from her motion sickness that started right from the beginning of the journey. She tried various times to prepare the meals that she has promised to surprise us with. But only getting as far as cutting a few potatoes and onions and then disappearing again to her room.
Pilar spent most of her time on top vigilant but avoiding to step down into the cabin where the influence seems to quadruple. She mentioned to have taken a motion sickness pill but only a small dose and will repeat the dose tomorrow hoping to be free by the 3rd day.
As dinner time came, it was finally prepared by Julio as he figured that Ana was out for good, We joined in the cabin table inside the boat but Pilar requested her plate of excellent shrimp and potato stew to be handed out to her remaining on top at the open deck.