Welp, that was interesting. I don’t think we are meant to live on the high seas after all. Now what?
First we philosophized. Then came up with several viable paths to wander while we bobbed in Shinnecock Inlet for two weeks. When we did get back and moved in with Kevin’s mom, I got really sick and spent a week in the hospital.
We moved around so much that Chip got worried he’d be left behind someplace. He decided it was best to start napping in our overnight bag. I don’t blame him.
