It's a strange feeling when your home of many sea voyages, expeditions and adventures suddenly turns up on your doorstep. Usually, when I join the Greenpeace ship Esperanza, it involves dragging multiple bags and cases through multiple airports before arriving somewhere at the other side of the world. This time, it was a 1-hour ride on the tube to Tower Hill.
So the Esperanza arrived in London, moored just next to Tower Bridge, and I had an opportunity to catch up with friends and crew members. She was in town for a week, and I must say I have missed the old girl - my favourite ship in the Greenpeace fleet, she has been home for months at a time, on every ocean, on more trips than I care to remember over the past 10 years. Nice to have had her so close to my chosen home, London. Here's a few pictures to go with the occasion.
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