The end of a Journey
I slept in my own bed this weekend, for the first time in about 10 months. It felt both good and bad. The journey is over, what a trip. Getting back into “normal” life has its good points, and its bad. The tough part is not having our cruising friends to help us. To some extent we are going our own ways, on with out lives, we do live thousands of miles apart. But none of us will forget our friendships, and we will never forget our journey together. I can only hope we will meet on the high seas again.
Just a quick recap in pictures.
What a ride..........