She's leaving home...

(...bye bye...)

Though we left Scotland and our most recent home on Wednesday, this was the real leave-taking. The ferry from Newcastle to Amsterdam. I was the only family member willing to brave the cutting north east wind to bid farewell, but that was curiously appropriate: since this, really, is still home for me. I've loved my time in Scotland, but there's nothing like the Tyne bridges to bring a lump of homesickness to my throat.

Also strangely appropriate was the bunch of Geordie guys next to me on deck having a "who can throw the beer can furthest onto shore" contest. Even that didn't lift the melancholy mood.

The Grolsch helped a bit mind.

Au revoir (Pet).