3/21 Saturday Random Stuff....

A shout out first: My friend Deborah underwent lumpectomy yesterday and is looking at a course of radiation. Prayers for her. Cancer keeps dropping bombs all around me. This must stop.

So, first, I noticed this yesterday morning while I was in the cockpit, drinking my AM coffee.

WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE???

There were a few words of disappointment but since mothers are reading, I am unable to share. Suffice it to say, a hands and knees search ensued. I still look at my ring, like, every 15 minutes, so I knew it had to be close. And there it was:

Somehow, I must be living right to have found it.

We'll be looking for a high-end jewelry repair shop, and then I guess I'll tuck it away for special occasions. Lesson learned.

Back to fun stuff.

We grilled burgers for lunch today and decided to go dinghy-riding, one of our favorite sports. Dan and Sue: yes you said it exactly, we don't need no stinking generator. I can keep beer cold, and since no one else down here has fluffy hair, I'm over the hairdryer. Not a big deal like, say, not having OPI Cajun Shrimp polish for my toes. (The answer to your question is: 4 bottles)

This, friends and neighbors, is a cold beer.








First we ran over to Atlantis to tour around the marina area:

This is our reflection in the hull of M/V Helios...seriously, who puts this kind of wax job on a boat?? And how many boat boys does it take to maintain it???

Then along the coast of Paradise Island for a closer look at the shacks:

The local special drink is called a "goombay smash". The bartender must have poured from 8 different bottles, including that kinky tall Galliano bottle that we have all seen decorate bars but from which precious few of us have ever seen a drink made.

View from the bar and the footrest made from anchor chain.

This special photo is for the engineers, trauma nurses and other safety conscious types in our family and blog-reading public. Dig the scaffold and plywood platforms! An 8 foot fall is the threshold for trauma team activation in the US; I guess in the Bahamas, it's 8 stories...why go through the hassle and expense??

So, after a day of fun and frolic, here is what we decided on the generator. We can get the part, even at a reasonable price, but it's got to come from JAPAN and then channel through Mitsubishi distributorships before it can be sent to us. Best case scenario: 2-3 weeks. Well, we are done with Nassau and we ain't waiting around. Early this next week, we are pulling into a marina and inviting Brad (I can fix your generator, mon..oh hay, the part is 5 thousand miles away) to put ours back together. Then we are taking off to the Exumas. We gotta go. We'll hang around for a part somewhere else and in the meanwhile, we'll decide who is the lucky one to bring the new head to us in their suitcase. Volunteers???

The Admiral