Our last port has been visited and now we are headed back to where we embarked. It will take us two days to reach Southampton, England.
This is the time of our vacations when I fight depression. I just don’t want it to end. The idea of packing up and trying to jam in any ship activities that we have missed makes me want to pull the covers over my head. It’s been so much fun; why does it have to end? Attitude is everything, and wasting the last two days in a depressed funk, is ridiculous. So I suck it up, hitch up my big girl panties and see what we can still do.