Life was pretty difficult for a sailor in the age of exploration, and every day was filled with hard work, and back breaking labor. Journeys could take years, since ships could only cover about 100 miles a day, and the pay was poor. Food wasn’t of the best standard either, with crews getting 3,000 calories a day of salted beef, hardtack, ale or wine, and dried fruits or vegetables. How far would you make it in the Age of Exploration with only one set of clothes, and scurvy “the scourge of the seas,” nipping at your heels — along with the mice?
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