The guests have gone.
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.
I mean, oh no, how sad, how I will miss them so.
It was so hard saying goodbye to them...without looking so completely over-the-moon about it, haha. How funny, in my crazy little head I was singing the hallelujah song: "haaaaaallelujah, haaaallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Ha-le-he-ujaaaaaah". And then I started whistling it.
Captain: "Cary, are you whistling hallelujah?"
"Um, no, yes, maybe"
"Well, could you at least wait until they're off the boat for that, it's a little rude"
"Yes, of course, sorry"
We're now drinking (leftover) champagne and getting ready to go out for a celebratory dinner, compliments of the boat owner, oleh
