We’ve said goodbye to the kids. It hurt.
This morning we woke up to incredibly stuffy humidity following the rains. The sun came out and baked us making everything sweaty and uncomfortable. Through this we waded through our last morning together. Packing, cleaning, the occasional conversation. Parting this time is harder than the last. Before we knew we were meeting up at Xmas. Now we have no idea when or where next. The pain of separation is not pleasant. Again, you find love is most greatly expressed alongside loss.
Around 1pm the kids piled into a taxi with all their gear. They left and we all waved goodbye. It’s now 3pm and we’ve moved the boat out of the marina back into the anchorage outside for the night. I keep feeling like one of the kids will climb up the steps after a midday sleep. I know they won’t but I’m sure I’ll be looking round for a while.
Plans for Guadeloupe will need to be adapted as I learned today that we won’t be able to fit Dignity through the bridges between the two halves of the island. This means our first port of call will be Port Louis. My guess is we’ll be there on Wednesday give or take a day. Tomorrow we plan to overnight in Carlisle Bay on the south side and head into Falmouth Bay the following day. We’ll stay there until our mail arrives then we’ll be off.
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