Two weeks into being on Skimpy and finally, I slipped getting out of the Silvio the Dinghy and into the (thankfully) room temperature water of Bora Bora.
Fresh from cocktail hour at the Four Seasons Bora Bora, climbing out of the water - I refused to be hauled out but preferred to swim - in my lovely white dress and favourite turquoise and red coral accessories, laughing with abandon; this is what I love about being on Skimpy: being out of my comfort zone and loving it.
I'm a city kid and till I lived overseas my idea of nature was a rooftop café in the heart of a trendy Singapore suburb looking out at concrete apartments; to be fair the café had a bevy of potted plants - yay me!
On Skimpy, I find myself not worrying (too much) about where my next fresh water shower is coming from, I look out for reefs, coral beds, anchorages rather than the Red-Amber-Green traffic lights and instead of sniffing in the scent of artificial room freshener, I breath in the heady scent of the salty sea.
The wind is my friend not my (hair) foe, the water my morning/evening swim and bath and I dutifully apply sunscreen while sitting outside on the trampoline, my face towards the sun and basking in its warm glow.
Nature aside, what really gets me about Skimpy is this impromptu life on board with a group of likeminded individuals (often strangers from all corners of the globe) who share the same mindset: to live life, laughing, drinking, eating, exploring and of course sailing with pure abandon.
We are a community even if we don't know it yet. And from our time on Skimpy, be it together or through different trips through scattered corners of the world, we are forever bonded.
On Skimpy, I am not only allowed to think out loud but I have the freedom and courage to commit to new affirmations, and I do so in the company of friends and a whole lot of love.
This is Skimpy.
This is the dream my dear friend and brother Stubby has created.