11 July 1994 No one, but us, knows what we’ve lost. Because we can remember the warm welcome we used to receive everywhere sailing under the flag and with the passport of a resectable country. Now we have come to realize what it is like when literally everybody closes their door to you, isolating you in a port or an […]
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