Going Home



I have many years of experience of going home. One of my longest journeys was travelling back to the UK after the end of my first trip to sea in March 1974. I left my ship in the small port of Otaru in Hokkaido (Japan). After a night in a hotel ten of us were taken by bus to Sapporo. Hokkaido was covered in deep snow and delays at Sapporo resulted in us nearly missing our connecting flight in Tokyo. From Tokyo we flew to Anchorage in Alaska, where passengers were allowed to spend a couple of hours in the terminal while the aircraft was refuelled. From Anchorage we flew to Amsterdam. I took another flight from Amsterdam to London where on arrival I telephoned my parents who were unaware that I was coming home.

My ride home after a business trip to Dublin in November 2019

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