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It's Always An Adventure
Ed and Luna Preparing for My Departure
Elizabeth
08/13/2012, Chaguaramas Bay, Trinidad

These two will have a fine time together, getting into all kinds of mischief and shenanigans. They are already plotting their bad behavior.

Luna's Scheme
Elizabeth
08/13/2012, Chaguaramas Bay, Trinidad

This is Luna after hearing that there's no room for her in my suitcase. She will miss our daily routines and I will surely miss her and that handsome sailor who hangs around Skylark. Ed, I'm talking about Ed.

An Unexpected Holiday
Elizabeth
08/13/2012, Chaguaramas Bay, Trinidad

The T/T nation is in a celebratory mood. From the Washington Post, we learn that 19 year old "...Keshorn Walcott from Trinidad and Tobago pulled off one of the most stunning upsets in the track and field program with a throwing action developed from playing cricket as a kid." We are all very pleased for Trinidad/Tobago, a country with every reason to be puffy with pride. Having said that, we learned on this morning's Cruiser's Net that the Prime Minister had declared today a National holiday in honor of the gold medal. What? Everything will shut down unexpectedly? You're kidding, right? No groceries, no errands, no tools, no marina office? Thank goodness I am compulsive enough to have gotten most of my errands run last week, especially getting my exit letter from Coral Cove Marina or I'd be out of luck today. That letter has to be taken over to Immigrations for stamping prior to my departure tomorrow morning and is necessary for clearing Customs when I return in September. One of the cruisers on our dock didn't have his letter and was scrambling to come up with a solution. And then it hit me....no marina office means no laundry tokens. Shit! I had already stripped the bed this morning and was all set to trot myself up to the laundry to get things washed. No tokens for the laundry meant no wash. That meant dirty sheets back on the bed. No way! I pleaded my case on the radio net and one of our neighbors kindly gave me two tokens. Then, off to Immigration in the dinghy. No problem there, except that ordinarily the exit papers are free of charge but since today is a HOLIDAY, we got charged an "extended hours" fee of $100TT, or the equivalent of $15 US. No biggie, just aggravating. We paid the money, got my exit papers and I headed to the laundry with my borrowed tokens. Half way up there, I realized I had no soap with me. Back to the boat in time for the rain to fall. Oh good, I said, this must be one of those popular "patience tests"! This won't ruffle my feathers, nosireebob. With soap in hand I walked into the laundry room and to my dismay saw that things were totally backed up traffic wise. Washers full, laundry piled up waiting for the next available spot, both dryers going. One woman was keeping vigil, another on her way to see whether her turn had come. I put my laundry in "line" and thought I would make good use of my time with a quick phone call to confirm my taxi for the airport. The phone call wouldn't go through. At this point, I was determined to pass that damned patience test come hell or high water. I walked back to the boat determined (again) to wait my turn at the washing machine by doing something important on my "to do" list. As I was walking down the sidewalk toward the docks, the sky opened up, drenching me. I timed things perfectly, returning to the laundry room just as the washing machine was finishing up for the woman ahead of me. I then had to wait oh so patiently as she asked me to "hold off for 2 minutes" while she finished something on her computer. You want me to wait? For TWO minutes? I smiled and said, "Of course" and muttered "Hurry up" under my breath. When she finally finished her task, she discovered her washing machine hadn't spun correctly and required another spin cycle. Is this some kind of joke? Are all "patience tests" this difficult? The good news is it didn't rain on me when I went back to the boat for the 3rd time. Later in the day I baked bran honey raisin muffins for my sweetie pie to have while I'm away. I've made them several times and they are the best ever. Today? I set the oven at the wrong temperature and the majority of them are gooey in the middle. OK, that's it. Just give me an "F" and let's call it a day.

We Need a Sponsor!
Elizabeth (photo by Mark s/v Liahona)
08/12/2012, Chaguaramas Bay, Trinidad

OK, who wants to donate money for our matching ball caps? And color-coordinated noodles? I believe Sarah from Wales calls them woggles, or some such thing. Then, all we need is a larger swimming pool, but what we'd rather have is clean water around our boats. Team Aerobics is ready to roll as soon as someone with big bucks steps up to the plate. Waiting....

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