Hurry, don't be late, I can hardly wait I said to myself when we're old We'll go dancing in the dark Walking through the park and reminiscing Not sure what made me think of the chorus from this song, recorded long ago by Australia’s Little River Band, but looking back over the pictures taken this past holiday season seemed to be motivation enough to look up the lyrics just to be sure. Christmas and the New Year may already be a distant memory for many of you and yet, for Margo and me it was like picking up the playbook and repeating a well-known play. With the coming of dawn and the location being Miami it can only mean one thing. We were about to embark on yet another holiday sail deep into the Eastern Caribbean. Call it a repeat of last year’s cruise; the cruise line was the same, but the vessel was different. Last year it was the Seabourn Ovation whereas this year it was the smaller vessel, the Seabourn Sojourn. In a previous post I wrote of how there are times w...