Hard Times (Trinidad)
After 58 hours of travel, and an absolute saga of a journey to get to ‘boat home’ from ‘Sydney home’, I’m now back on board Serenity Now. The boat, for now at least, remains up on stilts, on the hard in Peakes Marina in Chaguaramas, Trinidad. The hurricane season that we’ve been trying to avoid hasn’t followed the usual pattern at all this year. The only system (so far!) that came anywhere near (Hurricane Fiona) decided to track North, and didn’t make landfall until it was all the way up in Canada (edit: since starting this entry Hurricane Ian has decimated Florida and is now moving on towards the Carolinas) Since returning, I’m feeling a bit mixed up and torn; having said goodbye to my mum and family in the UK, and in turn, then tearfully leaving Charlie back in Sydney, I’ve had quite an emotional few weeks. This has translated into me sometimes shedding tears at the slightest thing, and sometimes acting like an absolute ass - Chez’s diary, if she kept one, could probably expand on