Back on the ship again and tonight we cross our
way over the Baltic Sea. The sea is a little
rough after the rain this afternoon, and this is
the first time that the boat has noticeably rocked.
I think we finally drifted off to sleep in the twilight
of the way up north sky. Just like when Micah
had gone to Canada, or so I'm told.
DCF woke early around 3AM and sat on a stool by
the window. He was watching the thousands
of islands near stockholm, sweden float by.
D gripes about more fish at lunch and dinner...
D wonders what it would be like to live on one of
the little islands and no way to get anywhere except
with a boat. But live there they do, and one
of those islands wasn't any bigger than the front
lawn and came complete with a house and boat.