Day 113 - The 13 hour sail last night proved to be quite horrendous, everyone bar Tom and Shane came down with the Sea sickness...the Rum didn't help matters. Poor Caroline had it worst, she had chirped up a bit earlier in the evening, her Dengue fever had eased and given her her a rare window of clarity, it seems to hit her in waves, as the night progressed things went downhill, she was literally getting hit by Ocean waves on top of the Dengue. Below deck was horrendous, the forces at play in there had you rattling about like a whistles ball, Caroline could only sprawl herself out on deck hold on and suffer...all night she held on. It's not like she could go anywhere, bless her cottons...a real trooper. In her own words "literally the worst night of my life". 3pm Things got better as we neared our first destination. We have to navigate through the San Blas Islands, one of the finest untouched paradises left in the World, Occupied by an indigenous people called the Cuna's. Once through them we hit the Atlantic where we go nonstop over to Columbia. Pulling into our first natural harbour nestled between 2 Islands and 2 reefs I had to pinch myself. 2 months ago I was braving arctic conditions and now I'm on a gorgeous yacht sailing through crystal waters surrounded by paradise. This even helped lift Caroline from her fever. We stayed there to get fed, have a peaceful nights sleep, snorkel, have a chat with the locals and wander round untouched paradise. The captain made Deidre a cake for her birthday as we all celebrated her birthday into the early hours.