After leaving Japan we made the LONG journey across the Pacific back to the USA.
We stopped for a day in Honolulu and enjoyed the beach scene.
As you can imagine, this was a bittersweet time. We were at the beginning of the end of a life-changing journey together. We were ready to be home and equally ready to keep right on going around the world all over again.
It was time to pack our bags ... physically and emotionally. (and you can imagine what that means for 700 of us!) We knew we would miss the places and all the sights we had seen. What we didn't realize is how much we would miss the community of people we became so close to during our voyage.
This "fast track to global consciousness" brought us so much closer to people all over the planet --- including those who for 100 days also called the MV Explorer their home away from home.
And now were "home." It might sound strange, but once we returned we felt like total foreigners. While we love our country, we also now have new eyes that see so clearly the isolation, waste, and wealth that this country represents. There is a tinge of embarrassment and sadness that now comes along with our US passport.
Most of all we have a dramatically fresh new sense of how privileged we are and a far deeper, richer understanding of the true meaning of being a member of a profoundly small, interconnected, interdependent global village. More than anything else, this voyage has made it crystal clear that all people, regardless of race, religion, or whatever, are part of our family.Posted by rohwedde at May 18, 2007 5:42 PM