This post was written by Sarah:
After night watches filled with interesting creatures (we discovered that apparently the comb jellies we ate three days ago glow in the dark), we detached from our "friend" the Unicorn (who's crew happened to put flour and tapioca tablets in our rescue boat and change our name to LaZy Maryland with some crafty play dough skills in the middle of the night, all in good fun of course).
The waters were misleadingly calm as we traveled down the Mystic River, until, to put it gently, all heck broke loose with our entering the open Atlantic. Although the skies were sunny and clear, our poor Lady Maryland was nearly turned upside down with each roll of the giant waves, as were many of our stomachs. Lunch for most of us consisted of only a few saltines, which a few us then fed to the fishies. This didn't last too long, however, as we steered and anchored in Point Judith Harbor's calmer waters at mid-day. 
After a moment to relax our stomachs, we had one of the best experiences of the trip so far; swimming! We all scrambled below deck (boys and girls in shifts of course) to change into swim suits and life jackets, the newest CTY fashion trend. We (fairly) eagerly slid into the icy cold salty water, then climbed back on board for perhaps the best saltwater and dish soap shower ever. With a little more swimming, we settled down for a bit. Although the plan was to set sail again at midnight, a spectacular sunset urged our Captain to start out a little early. Now, as we sit "down below," waiting for our first sailing night shifts, we're all hoping that the bucket by the ladder will be left empty through the night. Unfortunately, given the already pronounced rocking, I rather doubt it.
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