Stop Asking For Presents!

Today is arrival day. Our predicted landfall is 1600 and I'm writing this as we motor across flat calm water towards Port Said, so we'll see if my ETA is correct. Although we can't see land the depth is only 20 metres, and we've passed a couple of oil rigs and been overtaken by a huge cargo ship. With the hazy sun the entire experience reminds me of the east coast of the UK. On a good day. Instead of familiar Turkish banter the VHF is now choca with angry-sounding Arabic fishermen.