Dear Logbook, twenty-third day of a new life. My Diary, yesterday the day passed as I thought with the caveat that I did not run. I am still in that state of not finding the motivation to run. I guess the return to work routine is partly responsible. Little by little I hope to go

Dear Logbook, twenty-second day of a new life. Yesterday my Diary, then third day back to the office. Little by little we get some rhythm. It is not the same to be in the office all day than to work at home at times as it did in September and October mainly. Yesterday at the

Dear Logbook, twenty-first day of a new life. My Diary, yesterday ended more or less as I told you. Few news has been. Today seems to be like yesterday, cool. After leaving the grumetillos at the School, riding has been said heading to work. Little by little I try to catch up on things that

Dear Logbook, 20th day of a new life Yesterday my Diary, it was a special day in my life. I recognize that although a couple of months ago I longed to be working and for a while to this part less. Today I felt something special. I recognize that crossing the garage door to park

Dear Logbook, nineteenth day of a new life. Yesterday, my diary, we met at noon with Rafa and Paula and the little sailors. And in the afternoon with Artur. A great day. And today what to tell you. The day has come. The one that craves a lot when you start an expedition of this

Dear Logbook, 18th day of a new life. Yesterday my Diary, the day was like the classic Saturdays since we arrived in Stockholm on August 7, 2017. Get up, have breakfast and take a car to go for the grocery. To get home and make food, rest and take a walk. Today my Diary, they

Dear Logbook, seventeenth day of a new life. Tonight, another good night’s sleep. The little sailor Gadea has already passed his cold and that helps a lot. Today as Saturday it is, then turn to make the grocery for the week. Then make the lunch and continue preparing for the return to work on Monday.

Dear Logbook, 16th day of a new life. Yesterday the day as I told you was very quiet. During the day at home with the little sailor Gadea and in the afternoon going to the dentist to paste a tooth at the little sailor Martin. What so brave! Not a complaint with anesthesia or anything.

Dear Logbook, 15th day of a new life. My Diary yesterday at the end I started to walk and walk and walk, because I wanted to go downtown to look at some things … with what in the end then about 12 km. I got to have lunch at a very late hour for what

Dear Logbook, fourteenth day of a new life. Yesterday my Diary, in the end the one who thought it was going to be a quiet day, was not. In the morning, as soon as I arrived to accompany the little sailors to school, I put on the hand prosthesis. I got it assembling before I