Thursday May 11. At sea, Fort Lauderdale in the morning at 4:30. 25 C.
Home tomorrow night!
Things seem so surreal! I am writing this blog, hardly believing that it will be the last of 131 Blogs that I have written since we left home December 30, 2022. I will publish it tonight before I slip into this very cozy bed for the very last time. When I/we awake, we will be docked in the Good Old USA!
Within a few hours of waking tomorrow, Fellette and I will boldly walk down the Gangway to a big, wide, wonderful world. There, in the Terminal, we are for the first time on our own! We are responsible for what happens to us, where and what we eat, and when! If we miss the plane, it's our fault, lose something? It's our fault.
We are grown ups and have made it through life so far just fine. But we have been living in a Nanny State for 4 1/2 months, our minds has been conditioned to do what we are told. All that ends after we pass through customs and stagger out into the cold sober light of reality tomorrow morning.
The next blog, after this one, will be posted from HOME. It will be a very short one and at a strange hour to you, as it is going to be a very long and arduous trip tomorrow for us.
Our clock goes back an hour tonight and we will be on East Coast time, as we were on when this whole adventure started, 4 1/2 months ago! Wish us well please.
Doug
A Great Day…
Our Last Supper as a group. With Hergi and Prem, our Stewards.
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