always used, there were (figuratively speaking) questions of
mutiny. More and more storms and less and less people at the
dining table (4 times a day). In the end we were sitting at either
end of the elegant table alone like I image William and Mary.
An interesting trip, many life stories and visions exchanged.
One good fortune; there was much musical talent on board
thus unplanned concerts.
We finally arrived early on a Sunday in New York; grouchy
officials met the ship.
This ship was slated to depart for a cruise days earlier.
This delay typified my love/hate relationship with Holland.
Continuation: going back and forth like sea gulls. Part of that
where you came from - part of that where you're headed - un
known.
Only connect and travel light:
My father's family took world trips. They left with empty
steamer trunks for unknown periods to distant, exotic shores
returning months later with the trunks full.
Now that is what I call traveling.