La Liberté and its human cargo arrived at Cabana, after spending two long weeks at sea, and departed the following day. The passengers were allowed to spend the night on the beach, provided they did not leave any clutter behind. On the morning of their departure, the people of Cabana cordially bid them farewell, and gave them enough food and water for the remainder of the trip. They did not know how much longer they would be traveling, but hoped that they would not run out of supplies again. They believed they were leaving the hardest part of the trip behind, and with good wind and clement weather, they would soon be home. Each passing mile brought to the travelers renewed energy. Even those who had been predicting doom were perking up and taking an interest in their surroundings.
The small vessel was no less crowded than when they had started on the journey. Allowing for the casualties associated with such a lengthy trip, and the fact that they had added new passengers in Cabana, La I.iberté was sailing effortlessly. It seemed as though the vessel had become an extension of the people, and had acquired some of their enthusiasm. The passengers were finding new ways to pass the time. Gone was the desperation of some, who found a new sense of poetry in the sight of the ocean surrounded by the tall trees on which perched the lively "madan sara” (talking birds), never inhibited, nor interrupted in their chatter by the dialogues of the other colorful inhabitants. They appeared to be keeping the refugees company as they sailed. Anyone who saw the boat and its occupants go by at that very moment would have thought that the people looked almost happy.