Sitting in the Bram Fischer Drive, Johannesburg. Been gone for over a year. Ready for return. Almost packed everything and I recalls images ...

The shirt is saved down the road and the bike is on the top along with the trailer. Bags on the side. I'm also a bit-by-side of myself, a little tender, I'm homesick kind of delux large..

Kind of ready for a kayak trip in my Westfjord  and is ready to give my kids (who are not kids anymore) a big hug and sit down and smell Norwegian forest before I say:

"Jostein my dear son, do you want to hear how they made" engera "In Ethiopia, a pannekakesak with fish and meat in the middle, but it's not on because they did not have meat and fish, and its a little difficult to eat. ...?"

and so turn the head the other way and say, "ElizabethDaughter, you know how they get married in the Dinka tribe in Sudan - you see, I was friend with the Dinkas and ........."

Then see over the table and say, "Mariannemylove, I can get coffee and such great slices of goat cheese for breakfast in the morning - those from the bakery - like right after I've been on morning walk in the woods ...."

I will raise  to ask neighboring Erik (Blodaxe) if it's a good idea and bring a mask so he can sit in his too cool boat while I get too many mussels around Haaiseland and we put on too loud music while the garlic wrap in bottom of the shell pot ...

Yes! I have nostalgia and yes! do I sit and look at pictures from a pretty long trip and recalls and yes! I'm ready for return to my Norway in red white and blue with green pine trees behind the green sea ...

 Bjorn, Joburg, landing Friday and I'm ready to kiss the ground ...

PS! The picture I took from the fishermen on the Aswan/Nile / Egypt, they took my over to their tribe, the Nubians. Ask for "Ali" and you'll get the best sailing boat trip in your life.... Say hello from me!