As soon as we got up today there were problems. The wind is still very strong, making the hab very cold. We were receiving e-mails outlining problems with our relief crew, where the Commander of Crew 27 has been taken ill, leaving the crew desperately short of drivers to bring a vehicle to us for our departure. A vehicle large enough for all our luggage, as the experiments bought take up a substantial amount of room, is not available. So Jamons father was able to take some of our luggage and we are still trying to find a way of getting us all back to Salt Lake City by 17:00 hours tomorrow so Reece can catch his flight. Unfortunately for Crew 27 it looks likely that they will be shepherding us back and forth, which will be extremely hard work and will drain their energy for the start of their rotation. Ideally we would rather avoid this, and we all send our best wishes to Alex Diaz, hoping he recovers quickly.

My day has been taken up with quite a bit of diplomacy. Reece and I are having regular private conversations throughout the day trying to prevent crew conflicts this close to the end as people get stressed trying to complete all their work. We have had to convince some crew to pack items so that they could go with Jamons father when they would rather keep them with them. I spent some time with Edwin to complete his film documentary for the space camp in Belgium, and despite my desire to lay on my bed snoring for the rest of the day I joined some of the crew on a truck drive to some of the more spectacular sights in the area that were too far for EVA visits. Generally it has been trying to keep people occupied so that tempers remain calm for the final day.

When three of crew 27 arrived it gave us a chance to give a proper briefing and enjoy the company of other people, helping relieve the stress.