wilda and a wild night

the moment we docked in uummannaq we had visitors frequently. the clutch issue caused moonlight to be pretty much stuck at the harbour, and the crew were busy trying to reach out to mechanics or anybody who could help with the problem. sofie was also busy with plan B - to make sure us passengers still have a good time. when we went to hike the ummannaq peak she didn't join as she was scouting for a boat that can help bring us to places we've planned to hike and camp at. and so she found wilda.

isn't she lovely?

in the morning of our 6th day, wilda was delivered to our doorstep and jan was to take us to storøen for a day hike. i'm not sure exactly where we landed because it's quite a big island.  

"our wilda is out in the ocean.." (photo from pieter)

storøen, the lamb chop island

this place was absolutely be-wilda-ring :D  

daddy d and the icebergs.. beautiful

panoramic shot.. beautiful

traces of snow.. beautiful

i was at the verge of falling sick, as my throat was aching and it was always a guaranteed sign that i'm catching a flu or just a terrible cough. besides, at this point we have done three big hikes (and some drinking) and it was finally taking a toll on me. the guys repeatedly tried to offer whatever help possible, and at some point i agreed for pieter, and then later olivier, to carry my day pack. if you know me, you'd know that in my usual life, i'm no damsel in distress. but that day, i was thankful to get some assistance. (and the coming days too, inevitably.) 

naturally i was at the tail of the pack again, and at around 6pm most of the group was at the pick-up point. it took me another 20 minutes to reach the base. 

ready for wilda

riding with wilda back to the yacht was wild! the boys sitting at the back were soaked! as we came close to the harbor, we saw a huge danish naval vessel complete with a chopper. pretty cool. 

very intimidating

back in moonlight, the most logical thing for me to do was to rest and go to bed early. of course that was exactly what i did NOT do. how could i, the group was in the mood to par-tay! pieter was mostly the resident DJ, but he didn't have the right party music, and i did. naturally i took over and we had a blast ;-)

between the booze and the fun stories we somehow managed to complete assigning nicknames for everyone! 

"i'm not like this normally, i don't always wear pink and white. i'm not barbie." - emma. ergo, dubbed, as barbie. as for her better half, naturally karel was nicknamed ken.

"i don't do those things that you hear about pilots and flight attendants." - pieter. apparently he was too mature for such things. so he's mr. mature.

"you are not supposed to say the name of that animal when you're onboard because it brings bad luck." - olivier. welp, we called him exactly that. rabbit.

"you remind me of yoda from star wars" pieter told peter. i took a good look into peter's eyes, and i could see it. and so peter became yoda. then he googled what yoda looks like and disappointingly said.. "but he's green!" :D

daniel was daddy d, and jonas called me mrs. wong because we asians all look the same (ha!). later that was to be overruled and i became a panda because of the  sunburn around my face outside the outline of my sunglasses that i wore all the time. i told jonas that he looks like dilbert the office guy, but that was also overruled to be mr. green, as he speaks for the party.

luckily no puffins were harmed in that evening's shenanigans and no evidences were taken either. the smartest thing we did that night was to make sure both sofie and willem were drinking too. it was not a hard sell when we begged them to set breakfast at 10. we just had to scream it a few times: "breakfast at 10!!!". truly, we had strength in numbers. and in screaming.  

what a ridiculously happy day, that we were not to regret until the next morning.