I love port days…
The office is so blissfully empty on port days…especially the port days right before a huge crossing, just a few moments of peace before the craziness sets in for the eight day trans-pacific crossing…and since I seem to be developing an allergy to…something on the flagship, I dearly welcome a little bit of piece of quiet away from the office.
Even though I couldn’t get off the ship today (IPM being what it is…besides, it’s seriously hot in Ecuador!) it was so nice to just…chill for a couple of hours.
After a delay of several days I finally have all of my “home” unpacked, got the last of the pictures up the wall, and the candles (don’t worry, they’re electric) on the dresser…for next 106 days, this little tiny space is home…
And that’s okay, I’m okay with that…although as usual I’m finding the transition a rough one, it kind of goes with the territory. I miss my Pack, but that is normal as well – and the bungee cord stretches rather a long way…
And now…8 days at sea…
Hello, Trans-pacific, can’t say as how I’ve missed you…but at least we’re old friends!