Well, we've confirmed that we have to be at the Flats today (Saturday) at 2pm in preparation for the transit. It will be evening when we transit and then we will spend the night at anchor in the Gatun lake. Our agent wasn't able to get us two line handlers at short notice, only one, but we were fortunate to bump into a French sailor who was wanting to be a line handler for the experience, so we pick him up this morning. Then we'll be heading over to Shelter Bay Marina for fuel, to meet the elusive Erick for tyres and long mooring lines and pick up parcels and letters. Oh yeah, and to re-do the laundry that still needs doing! Whit spent all day yesterday on the internet trying to sort out places for cards to be sent and airline tickets. Getting his stuff back is looking unlikely. Now what shall I cook to keep the adviser and line handlers happy? Off to the shops for one last provision!