But through all of my experiences, through seas and foreign lands, my three by six foot bunk seems more appealing than my own room. And the hundred foot living space that we all share sometimes feels more comfortable than my family's house. The shipmates that I've spent so much time with feel like a family. The solitude of boat life has affected me. Hours alone on bow watch, simple pleasures like reading, watching a movie once a week, playing cards, good conversation, and frequent naps have become much more enjoyable than some of my past entertainments.
Life seems much simpler and more enjoyable without television and telephone.
Now, with shore life so near, and the addition of family, friends, and all of Baltimore into our established routine, there are mixed emotions - excitement for all that is to come, and a whole lot of nostalgia and sadness for such an experience and adventure coming to a close. Soon our lives will once again be filled with telephones, newspapers, traffic and city lights. Naps will be harder to come by, and our shipboard family will begin to disperse. Visit the Nav.