I'm sittin' in the railway station, got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one-night-stands, my suitcase and guitar at hand
And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band
Homeward bound, I wish I was homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escape, at home, where my music's playin'
Home, where my love lies waitin' silently for me
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wCfJfXPdSRo )
Well, airport rather than railway station, but the idea's the same...
Got a call last week; "We need you to be at the marina south of Agana...
tomorrow. Meet the boat, the 'Lydia Lee' for a few days of work." Well, Agana is the main harbor on the island of Guam, in the Northern Marianas, and the 'few days of work' were between 15-40 meters down, around the islands north of Guam; Rota, Tinnian, and Saipan. Nice boat, nice people, nice weather, water as clear as an aquarium. Nice work, but tiring. These folks were making 4-5 dives every day! I'm getting too old for this stuff!
My plane takes off in two hours, and I should be sitting at home drinking good tea in five hours. Damn, you'd think a nice boat like that would have tea... and I was so rushed I forgot to pack my own. Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home for good tea!
See you soon.
Stitchawl