The official journey is over — but we’re still moving, still documenting, still listening as we bring the ship back home. The crew has changed: Gigi and Stephan have left; Markus and Christine remain on board, heading upstream with a changing cast of artist-friends. The logbook continues.
Best mornings are the simple ones: waking up, drinking coffee on the beach, taking a swim, and following animal tracks to see what passed by the ship during the night – paw prints, birds, small stories in the sand.
The day was hot and calm. The lively, chaotic Serbian riverbanks are behind us now. On both sides, it’s Hungary – everything feels tidier, more orderly and more boring. But the riverbanks are still full of life: people at beaches, small boats drifting past.
