So, ennui has set in – a word we use quite often in the crossword puzzles we do while we are drinking pina coladas in a pool lounge chair.
So we decided to bite the bullet and crack open the wallet to pay for dockage. Well dang, wouldn’t you know it, others thought of that before us and the marina was full. We battled through a storm much like the one Skipper and Gilligan fought with crazy squall activity dropping buckets of rain. But, don’t despair, dear reader. The winds were due to die by evening and so we took a chance and anchored in a spot that would be protected… later on… maybe.
We were only at anchor for an hour before we began to see the weather improve. So, off we dinghied to Nippers and the Barefoot Man concert. Rumour had it that Jimmy Buffett was going to make a cameo appearance. Well, Jimmy wasn’t there but his following was! There were crazy get ups, sequined bikinis, more scantily-clad young girls, lecherous men throwing beads at pretty women. It was awful for Glen! He was, again, very uncomfortable. We listened to Barefoot and watched the antics for over 4 hours. We’ve seen Barefoot on YouTube – you should listen to “Alice” (our sensitivities prohibit us from quoting that kind of language), “Ride the Ferry,” and another one about, “How can I kiss those lips at night that chewed my *ss out all day long?”
Disgusting... Glen can hardly look.
|Careful getting into the dinghy!|
|Man O War Fire Department|
|End of another perfect day!|