2015: Resurrection

[Sweder]

Thanks for the best wishes, everyone.

Prologue:
After 9 hours' kip I awoke to assess the damage. Everything aches; quads, calves, joints, hamstrings, even my lungs feel bruised. The good news is the knee is silent, un-swollen and happy enough to allow me to waddle down to the News Cafe for my customary people-watching breakfast.

Street vendors are setting up for the 2015 edition of the Art Deco Weekend Fesitval. Hard to believe we are setting sail just as this gets underway but we have bigger fish to fry in the southernmost Key. I have a hot date with Hemmingway's six-toed cats, the small matter of a 5k race and lashings of Key Lime Pie.
And, God willing, a race report to write. At last.