The arrival in Long Beach signifies the end of a voyage. With the departure from Long Beach, the end of my contract onboard will soon be due. In about a month's time, when I sign on the dotted line of the articles which would then release me from my bound contract onboard and mark the beginning of my leave ashore.
Apart from having an examination to clear which would then hand me the final chapter of my career, a Captain's certification. Finally, I will soon reach what I have set forth years ago.
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There are plans aplenty and the list goes on. Having spent half the year away from home, time spent with family members, especially the young generation never seems enough.
In a twinkling of an eye, my nephew would be attending Pri 1 next year; it only seemed like yesterday that he took his first steps, clamouring all over the house...
His two other siblings ould soon tread the path in a few years to come. Hazel constantly asking where I am, Laurel still shying away from this distant uncle, but nevertheless still waved goodbye when I last visited them in SG.
Time do really flies when you are unaware of it.
There is my travelling to do... Changmai beckons and perhaps I might throw Laos into the itinerary as well...
Of course there are the felines and "rascals" to be visited at a friend's place. These beings have been rescued from certain death of some Ah Gong's intolerant policy of culling, by some wonderful volunteers who spent their wakeful moments climbing trees and longkangs to find these creatures.
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Indeed, I am being kept busy for the months to come. Not forgetting to resume my exercise routine which have been on "hold" since I came onboard for work. I admit I DO pant for air after several flights of stairs these days... thus you can imagine how bad shape I am in.
This is your Pirate Press editor signing off till next edition.
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