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Day 20 Thursday, January 1, 1998Santa Catalina Island - San Pedro - Los Angeles - San Jose - Palo AltoTime to say good-bye to Ray, Ashikin, Ken, and the Sea Star in Avalon. After a painfully early 07:30 rise, Eric and I take the fast (30 kt) Catalina Express back to the mainland at LA's San Pedro (USD 18). A cab brings us to LAX (USD 40) and I get on United Shuttle to San Jose (USD 86). There, my room mate Dan picks me up and I'm back at home again by 2 p.m. I try to catch up on the holiday's events and unpack my loot. Clockwise from center, this is what I brought back:
It feels strange to be back. Unreal... When I take a shower later, the abundance of water feels luxurious -- warm, thick water. I almost feel a tang of guilt for "wasting" so much. It wasn't without a twinge of sadness that I saw the Sea Star disappear in the distance this morning, but there was also relief. Three weeks in a small, confined space with the same four individuals becomes a bit hard to endure after a while, especially with tension in the air. On the other hand, it was certainly a good experience. I learned a bit about sailing, a bit more about living onboard a boat, and a lot about people in general. And about myself too, I think. On this trip I learned... |
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