We are warriors. True soldiers. Firm in our duty and commitment to ElderFleet Command. But standing on the bridge of Eldership as we (that would be me as our crew consists of Wife and I) piped aboard the return of our wounded Captain (this week) Wife, back, free from her boot, ready to travel again, a tear formed in our (my) eye. It was good to have her back.
It was equally good that I was here at all as I have been serving time for my felony assault on Wife with a suitcase in Sweden causing her broken foot in the first place. However, the bureaucrats of ElderFleet Command HQ ran the hard numbers. No de-I onboard, no crew, no alternative Captain, no ability to man the Eldership. Hence, I have been given a release for good behavior with my rank and privileges returned.
Official lift ff will be this Wednesday. Mission cameras have been checked and batteries charged. Brandy and bourbon bottles filled. We will be implementing the very travel practices discussed most recently in this blog. We'll fly to Chicago and overnight. Change airlines Thursday morning and fly to Madrid, Spain via Istanbul. Not the most direct flight, but an incredibly good fare.
Both Wife and I are very excited to be doing what we truly love once again.