After 26 days of solitary travel the ship finally reached turnaround time. My thoughts scrambled in my time-fried brain as to the first thing in the protocol list. As luck would have it, it was not needed. There was a buzz of activity in the ship that I had not observed in turnaround in the first mission I had. But somehow the event presented itself as a dÈjý vu. Was this the dream I had as a child? Finally meeting the Heechee?