The Pacific Ocean Stretch

We all thought it would take forever.
11 days at sea.
How can we do it?
How will we stay sane for such an extensive amount of time.
All along we've traveled little between countries,
constantly entering new places,
international places,
unfamiliar faces.
The smells, sights, tastes, touch, sounds...
where did it go?
To experience multiple nationalities
and for it to be suddenly gone.
Where did it go?

Now we sail,
among the coast of Honolulu.
Waiting for the next immigration checkpoint.
International, gone.
We have almost completed the voyage,
our future's near is simply filled
with a country of our own.

Hawaii,
second time ever visiting,
first ever to Hilo,
hopefully not to be the last.
We all wait in anticipation,
to step off the ship one last time
before arriving to our mainland destination.

Living it up.
It's all we can do from here on out.
It's a time of reflection of what
we have just witnessed and seen.

For me, it's a time of change.
It's a time of change from the "normality's"
and a time of understanding our place.
I will take what I learn, not make a difference right away,
but eventually I will apply it to solving problems. 
It's take's ambition and understanding to make a difference.
One day, I will make a difference.

       Eric Bouchard