On the plane to Miami. Almost 7 am. ZZZZZZ

It started at Stewart airport with crazy little prop plane. 

In Florida, at my parents house, with just a few hours until we have to hit the road to go to the airport to fly to Antigua to bury my mother's brother. Tough times in a beautiful place.

" Two roads diverged in the wood and I ..."

One thing leads to another. How often does that turn out to be true?
The death of my Uncle Keith forced me to quickly get my passport and I of course needed it right away.The fastest way was to go to Norwalk Ct and there I went.The process is efficient but time consuming in that one must wait. And wait. In Norwalk. So, after lunch and walking around, I came

to the Maritime museum and here are some of the sights here. If you find yourself in Norwalk, it's worth the trip!