And thus the old problem arises.

The last day in the Tivoli Hotel in Portimao, Portugal, everyone wants to go out, and I want to go out, but do my colleagues want me to go out with them? I don´t know.

We are about to cross the atlantic ocean, while we are doing this, we will need to handle sails, during that time, they will like the fact that I´m there, an extra hand is always needed when pulling lines, sailing is never easy.

But do they want me to go out with them?
I do not know, and it is pissing me off.