We finally reach Île d'Yeu, what a relief: no more bobbing around and we have come to a stop, yes! I was so happy to finally be at anchor and I longingly looked at the island, yearning to be able to explore every inch of it: my hiking roots were back with a vengeance! But, as I was reminded, that was not why we were here, we had neither the time nor the means (of transport) to go on the island. I discovered life at anchor, the calm and peaceful passing of time *wistful music plays*. Spending time on a boat means taking pleasure in the simple things: sleeping, eating, playing cards, playing silly little games that you invent on the spot, making jokes, missing jokes, swimming, listening to music, sunbathing and trying to live healthily. Well that's what everyone else does at anchor, me I just take a nap... for 3 hours. I was really jealous when I woke up to hear them talking about how they had been swimming and laughing at their new in-jokes; yet I was also very content with the pillow lines on my face because it meant that I had been able to recharge my batteries so that I could be on top form throughout the evening!