We crashed early last night, and the waves were murmuring all night, causing a restless sleep. Funny, we’ve been on this boat for 5 months, and it’s the first time the waves really disturbed my sleep. It was rougher in Charleston on the outside of the dock, and certainly during the gale in Key West, but last night it sounded like people talking. I suspect it was simply the angle at which the ripples hit the boat. I finally asked Alexa to play a “Sleepytime” playlist, and we slept the last couple of hours listening to soft pop, rather than trying to interpret what the ripples were saying.
At any rate, we were up early – 4:50. It’s 6 o’clock now. We’ve eaten, walked, pooped, etc. There’s a crescent moon and a single planet to the left. There’s a faint glow starting to appear on the horizon. Not really pink or mauve. Not really orange. Kind of a peach color.
We’ll be off soon.
The prospect of reaching home is looming larger in my mind. I am thinking: “Just four more days. I hope nothing else goes wrong. Just four more days. I hope I don’t get sick. Or have a heart attack or anything. Just four more days. Don’t screw it up!”
Sounds like you’re anxious to get home Rod. Tony & I should be there to welcome you. I’ll make sure I have some puppy treats. Looking forward to hearing some stories.
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