Tonight, sleeping in the cabin with Frank. We are docked and it’s noisy and bright, not private, in the marina. And it’s hot. Sweet melancholy and gratitude as I packed up today before we left the boat for our final dinner together as this large group of dear friends who have sailed the Aegean Sea together this past week in such harmony and intimacy. Tomorrow, i will write more. For tonight, I say the wondrous part of the day was a spontaneous hike in the hills with Frank and Ed to a secluded beach where we swam in the surf before hiking back. All I can feel tonight is a deep thank you. And I thanked Frank, whose vision about these trips always sounds a bit scary, and then, of course, his vision has proved to be magnificent.