It is Friday morning in Amsterdam. This is the last day of our cruise. On Sunday morning, we fly home. It has been a remarkable six weeks. An unforgettable six weeks. During the months leading up to this trip, I often experienced anxiety about it. I wondered if we would be able to do the cycling trip, and it turned out we couldn't. But there were times when I wondered whether Mark's health would allow us to go at all.
Then, there were some scary moments during the trip when I wondered whether we'd make it to the end. But we did, and I am thankful. Here are some of my favorite pictures of the trip, a number of which I haven't previously posted: Venice. Rome. Sailing up the Croatian Coast. London. Amsterdam. Bavaria. Cruising the Main and Rhine Rivers. This post focuses on the first part of the trip. Tomorrow's will recap the second half.
|It didn't happen very often, but yes, I was caught two-fisting that night.|