April 8, 2009
Not everyone in the family was thrilled about the idea of moving to Australia. My youngest sister, then 16, was horrified by the prospect and made no secret of her complete opposition to it. She dreaded the idea of leaving behind her friends, especially her boyfriend Nick, and she regularly threatened to run away. This was exacerbated by the fact that she turned 17 the day before we set sail and was thereby legally entitled to stay behind. While her threats proved to be empty ones the potency of her fury remained potent during the first days of the voyage.