Where Odysseus had had an absolutely horrible time on his vacation, Penelope had been having a rather lovely time. It wasn't perfect by any means, but it was relaxing and entertaining. Penelope had taken to the sights and sounds of the cruise, mingling with the other passengers and never staying in one place for more than a couple of hours at a time. She had packed lightly, taking along only what she felt was necessary. Unfortunately, she had gotten seasick on the first day and had since gotten over that. She disembarked at the various stops along the way, going along the sightseeing tours and getting lost in the rich history that the little villages had to offer. It had been a long time since she had seen the Aegean Sea and its surrounding islands.
At dinner, she had gotten caught up in conversation with a couple from Ohio. They were newlyweds and a part of her felt jealous that they had each other here she was, alone and husband-less. However, there was something fun and exciting about traveling alone. No matter the time period, there was always an element of danger about it, but Penelope hardly ever felt in danger.
Over the years, she had found her husband and then bid farewell just as quickly. It wasn't that she wanted to. It just seemed to be their fate to lose and then find each other all over again. Thus had been their lives from the start. She finally tore herself away from that couple and went out to the decks. With a heavy, relieved sigh she sat down in an empty chair to take in the night sky. Somewhere in that big, vast stretch of world, her husband was having yet another adventure. She slipped out onto one of the decks and found an empty chair. She glanced at the man who had apparently had the same idea. She offered a friendly smile and an evening greeting, before sitting back and watching the night sky.