After emotional farewells to friends and family and reassurances this WONT be the last time I see them, its time to head to Plymouth for overnight ferry to Roscoff.
The sailing was smooth as the floor gently swayed in the night. A couple of GnT’s, to celebrate getting this far, ensured I fell asleep pretty quickly. My biggest concern was when visiting the toilet in the night, trying to find my way back to where me and Sharon were lying and not cuddle up to some stranger!
Wandering Wytch 