As I was saying, we took the Eurostar Ro-Ro ferry from Palermo to Tunis. A few hours of journey at sea stayed ahead of us before reaching the African continent.
Happy to have found out that the ship-crew was Romanian we embarked on a spot-exploration of our own, starting with the ship. To our genuine curiosity was added the fact that many of the nine members of the Romanian scientific team had an engineering background.
We dared to climb on the topmost deck. This one had the access to the public restricted since here were located the radars. But who could escape the temptation of taking pictures from such a vantage point? Anyway, we were quickly removed from the top deck by the horn of the siren which blew our hearing away.
We then demurely took the deckchairs on the Sun Deck, as it was called, though the sun was nowhere in sight. In fact, rain was going to hit us. If you never made a trip at sea, or are not a fan of the documentary television channels, than telling you that we entered a nine-degree storm will not mean anything.
But if I tell you about the ship bending sideways at 35 degrees, and jumping up and down over five meters into the air, that would bring it closer? The 10-meter waves washed the windows of the dining-room located at the sixth floor, while the passengers could not keep the bags up their mouths and were throwing up right on the floors.
"This is a good day", told us Gabriel, the electrical engineer, while Nae, the cook, explains: "Sometimes there are some one thousand Tunisians who sleep laid down on the floor. Some of them smoke, and if you ask them to get out in the open, they make a scene, asking to politely enforce the rules they are breaking."
Did you ketch up your breath? Well, then, itâs time to brave the account of the storm once again.
For hours we could not stand up. We could not properly use
