December 22, 2008
Didn’t expect to use the art of persuasion so soon after vacation.
The entire trip home was fairly effortless, in spite of forecasts predicting the absolute worst weather imaginable.
Well, almost made it home. A block and a half from our house, our journey ended in someone else’s driveway. We were heading up the final hill, and the ice sheet made it impossible. Half way to the top we stopped going forward and started sliding backwards.
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December 18, 2008
It’s been 18 days of hearing the ocean rolling in and out each day and night, feeling the breeze blowing across the Caribbean and against my skin, watching the clouds roll by in every direction and in the most marvellous patterns, and noticing the changes in the deposited seaweed on our morning and sunset beach walks, it’s time to face reality…er, return to civilization…um,
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