The exact travel route remains momentarily rather vague and at the mercy of whimsical British politicians contemplating the fate of Brexit. Sleeping arrangements to be decided with convenience in mind. ![]() I need my own space, I insist! A proper shower room and a modest kitchen with a few mod-cons and a ‘Cooking at Sea Cookery’ book courtesy of my son and his girlfriend. Not quite a luxury yacht either, just a 30-footer with enough room to accommodate two people not tripping over each other. I still have to find my sea legs and learn port from starboard, let alone get to grips with hoisting sails, so we stick to the easier but rather more expensive and less environmentally friendly option. One thing is certain: it will involve a boat with – thank goodness – a motor, not sails. The secret? I was busy, too busy! All my plans for quick last-minute get-togethers with friends before my inevitable return to the Far East melted away under the heat of the summer sun and the excitement of plotting a new adventure for 2020. ![]() Only the sweet fragrance of happy memories lingering… And here we are at the onset of September, my suitcases again packed and ready for another 6-month stint of teaching English in Vietnam. Whilst the winter months crawled along with the monotony of a snail’s pace, summer evaporated into thin air, as fleetingly evanescent as a puff of powder. Where did July go? No, more precisely, where did the summer go? In the blink of an eye, I moved from frolicking in the waves of the Greek Aegean sea to snuggling in the coziness of a woolly sweater to keep the first autumn chill at bay.
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