I never thought that I would see this day..........27 days until the boat...uh......ship sails.......where has the time gone. Soon I'll be sitting on a Baltic beach wondering "what the heck am I doing here." I used to do that at the start of every ski season at the top of the mountain as I looked down at that tiny spec at the bottom which was the lodge capable of holding five thousand people......"what the heck am I doing here?" After that first run I was alright and I'm sure after that first dip in the Baltic, things will be the same (or so I hope).
I am sure that my wife and the kids (all of drinking age) will help me through the initial stages of living in a foreign land...........guten Morgen..........wie geht's..........wo sind die toiletten...........you know, the formalities. I have been told that there is a tradition of roaming about to meet the neighbors and to introduce ourselves (they have already been warned that we are coming) and in doing so, breaking the ice with a shot of what-ever liquor is on hand. So............I don't think we will feel much pain or maybe a lot.
Winter needs to go as I still have painting, cables to put in the ground and caulking to do on the house......AND PACK! (Do they have professional packers that would come in and pack everything for you?) Once I get on the boat.....ship......I'll be ok...........it's just the getting there that is going to do me in.
