When the Africa Mercy sailed out of Blyth a hundred or so people came out to see us off. They waved at us. And we waved back. Its not so much that you wave to anyone in particular, but that collectively you wave back and forth. Its like being on a float in a parade where you wave rather aimlessly. Anyway, when we arrived in the Netherlands, it was the same thing. Waving. And I have continued this tradition of aimless waving for the fun of it. I waved goodbye to England, and to the Netherlands. I have waved to France, Portugal, Spain. And today for the first time: Morocco. Now, I haven’t technically seen the last four, but this is beside the point. They’re still there.
There is water everywhere. Blue everywhere. And it is beautiful. North, South, East, and West: just water. No other ships, or airplanes, or even airplane trails. It is great.
To the East
To the West
It is at times like this that I cannot help but realize how small I am here on Earth.
2 comments:
Scott,
What beautiful photos of the water. Can't wait to see all the pictures. We FINALLY got some much needed rain...one inch over night maybe now we will find some morrels. Our puppy is really growing and enjoying the walks in the woods. She spends the a.m. with Abby at Grandma and Grandpa's and walks with them. Looking forward to hearing about your experinces once you arrive in Africa. Lots of Love U Bill & A Monica
Dear Scott,
What a thrill it was to get your special letter on mothers day, I just wanted to be able to hug you. Your letter tonight was so interesting, that ocean does make one realize how small we are doesn't it? I love your pictures, hope you are taking lots more of them. Eight more days before you reach Liberia, thats a long time to just sail away isn't it? Enjoy!
We love you, Grandpa & Grandma
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