It's five fifteen in the morning, you've just had two and a half hours of sleep knowing a thirty hour travel day awaits you, and you're standing outside a huge casino resort in flip flops with frozen toes, next to your 40 pound suitcase. Ask me how to stay forward looking in the midst of an extreme travel day. I've had some experience here, and here. I do it by anticipating pleasant rendezvous. By imaging the most beautiful skies. By hoping for the northern lights. By striving to enjoy the journey as much as I knew I would enjoy Turkey, Russia, Georgia, the Ukraine, and Greece themselves. So this time, without the long, dramatic travel day story, I was where I wanted to be, and these few images are but a fraction of that journey to Athens, where we would board our M/S Prinsendam to take us out into the Black Sea.

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