Solace

We were stranded, with no country willing to accept our flag, until the small nation of Grenada let us in. With quiet relief, we sailed for three days to reach its shores, then sat through two weeks of quarantine, followed by a hurricane scare that had us tying into the mangroves. Once that passed, we headed to the outer islands to find some solace. There were no goals - just a desire to enjoy the time we had with each other as we watched the world deteriorate further into madness.