Oh, and one more thing...

My roommate, who got me into the sailing in the first place, said that when you come back from a sail, the world seems to rock gently back and forth for a while (sometimes even hours!). It's true. I feel like my futon is at sea. I'm not sure I'd list this among the "pros" of becoming a sailor, but I guess I'll get my land legs back soon enough.

Here she is on watch.