Gone At Last

Perhaps this is not the best time to be leaving England. At the moment the weather is balmy, the skies are the kind of vibrant blue that puts undue strain on your colour printer ink, and the trees and flowers are putting on a show that has been a season in preparation. But, at long last, we are about to leave. The final suitcase packing is at hand, the tickets have been double checked three times and I am anxiously watching the activities of a phalanx of Icelandic volcanoes. All, being well, by Monday we will be on our way and by Tuesday we will be in America. The good ship Arcadia will then take us up the east coast of the USA and, hopefully, deliver us back to England via the Azores. Communications from the boat is usually tricky (and always expensive) so don't expect any updates for the next three weeks. But hopefully I will have a bucket-full of images and a pocket-full of tales when I get back. I look forward to a return to regular blogging then - in the meantime let me leave you with some music. Seeing as my first destination is the southern states, a little gospel music seems appropriate, especially given the title of this wonderful Paul Simon song. This is not Paul however, but the energising sound of Jessy Dixon and Yolanda Adams.

Take care everyone, see you in three weeks.