Headed out the door for another adventure. Carmel wants a last kiss,"In case it's the LAST one", she says. She would be happy if I would ride an exercise bike in the living room while watching reruns of Gilligan's Island with her. What, I ask, would be the point in that? This way, I can face my fears, and test myself. I was guessing that I had about 17.5 hours of that in front of me. I knew the pace I would keep, and allowing for stops, I figured that I wouldn't be home until 8:00 tonight.