Poseidon’s Log

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DAY TWO

Since I made the mistake of promising a daily log…the task has befallen me to become a pale replica of Hemmingway…But my plan is to force the family writer to write! We’ll see how well, I coerce that woman into that role.

Well, so much for the first day of relaxation. Our body clocks were all screwed up and at 4AM, after a virtually sleepless night, (tap dancing anyone?) we ate a continental breakfast and headed to the airport. Our excitement increase exponentially as...