One's destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things - Henry Miller

Saturday, May 22, 2010


22/05/2010 11:06 PM
In spite of the many queues, we were looking over the balcony of our home for the next 104 days by 2:15pm. Then the real waiting began. Would 5:00pm ever come? But it was worth the wait. The dusk sail-away from Sydney was absolutely beautiful – every bit as pretty as Hong Kong which I loved. Now we are 593 km into our 2593 mile journey to Darwin. That puts us off Bundaberg.
Ally and John, friends from our Pacific Cruise, were waiting for us at table 33 for dinner. It was great to see them and we quickly slipped back into our friendship.
Today was a quiet “catch up on some sleep” day although our old trivia team was back in action at 11:00am.
We have just returned to our room from a Trevor Knight concert – a tribute to Johnny Denver... A fabulous concert... He is performing a whole new show tomorrow night... So no prizes for guessing where I’ll be... (He made me think of you Kellie and our lazy Taku days sailing around Heron, Masthead and Fitzroy.)

1 comment:

  1. Hello grandparents,
    well it sounds like your having no trouble slotting back into the sailing life. Jess has settled in at home, my cat Shercarn isn't quiet sure of her yet but each day has been getting closer to the door where jess sits.
    Can't wait for next addition of travel diary... Grandad i'll let you know how queensland go or try and find a tv to watch state of origin if you can wednesday night.
    love you both oxoxox
    i've been showing jess a photo of you grandma and i think she smiles ha ha