We are on the ship and the ship is safely underway. It appears that the ship is almost if not completely full.
Most of the passengers appear to be at least as old as Christy and I. Lots of mobility devices. But that’s what we expected.
There is very little good news coming out of USA today.
Instead of being on an old boat going to St. Croix, I feel like I should be on an old bus going to Minneapolis. At my age. There’s damn little I can do. But at least I could “woman” a cauldron in a soup kitchen.