Last Order


This photo was taken on March 27, 2020 at the anchorage at Isla Mujeres, Mexico after the government of the state Quintana Roo had ordered to close all bars and restaurants from 23:00 until further notice due to the Corona pandemic.

Last Order

We are from Canada, from Argentina, from the Netherlands, from Sweden, from the USA, from the UK, from Mexico, from France, from Brasil, from Germany and who knows from where. ðŸ‡§ðŸ‡·ðŸ‡©ðŸ‡ªðŸ‡¨ðŸ‡¦ðŸ‡¦ðŸ‡·ðŸ‡³ðŸ‡±ðŸ‡¸ðŸ‡ªðŸ‡ºðŸ‡¸ðŸ‡¬ðŸ‡§ðŸ‡²ðŸ‡½ðŸ‡«ðŸ‡·

Always sunburnt we are black, we are white, we are mixed, we are yellow, sometimes red ðŸ¤¬ and sometimes even green. ðŸ¤¢ A rainbow is pallid against us. ðŸŒˆ

We sail alone but we stand united. Especially in the moment of truth.

In moments like when the local cruisers’ hangout Skull’s Landing here on Isla Mujeres in Mexico calls for the last order. For how long we don’t know. Corona is out in the worst possible double meaning.

So we have our last drink for an undefined amount of time and we head back to our boats. Happy Hour is over. For now. 

But as sailors we know after every storm there is a calm. After every night there is a sunrise. We know sometimes we just have to duck down, stay put and wait it out. We know we will be stronger on the other side.

Sailors are simply the coolest species this world has emerged.