Katie Spotz Rowed from Dakar, Senegal to Georgetown, Guyana!

Whew! Can you imagine doing that yourself - alone, 70 days!

clipped from rowforwater.com “Welcome to Guyana!” “Welcome to Guyana” – a sentence I’d been waiting to hear for 70 days, 5 hours and 22 minutes! After the interviews and welcoming party, we made our way to the Princess Hotel and I was handed a pina colada and shown to my room where I discovered the next wonder. A bed. A bed where I didn’t have to worry about being run down by freighters. A bed where I didn’t have to gasp for air as the night wore on. A bed where I could sleep for a whole night without constantly being thrown into the wall by a rogue wave. Once I found out a casino was attached to the hotel, my brother and I made our way there to see if my head would explode from sensory overload! Luckily, it didn’t, for I seem to have found my head in the clouds again; this time literally. But you can hear about that another time. I’ve got a boat to tidy up for shipping, and a plane to catch to take me on the next adventure.