Cheryl's Notes:

We finally moved on again today. We only traveled 15 miles further south, but it was still movement. Fifteen miles and four lift bridges took us over three hours. We are now in a little town south of Palm Beach called Lantana. It is one of the oldest fishing villages in the US, and it has the oldest waterfront restaurant in the US. It has been continually serving food since 1889. Scandia went to lunch with local relatives and we wandered around town.

Okay, this story is for all of my friends that know that I am a bar magnet for older working class men. (Do we need to mention flannel shirts or plumber's cracks?) Now granted, we are in Florida and most of the men around here are older. John went back to the boat in the dinghy to get our camera and left me in the bar alone. And so the story goes like this: A hair lip walks into a bar..........Sorry of that was politically incorrect, but my friends would understand. Just so you know, Jodi and Cheryl, I've still got it!

Tomorrow we will move closer to Fort Lauderdale where we plan to spend Christmas.

John's Notes:

I can't leave her alone for a minute. I take five minutes to make a round trip to the boat in the dingy and by the time I get back, some dude tries to pick up my wife. Yea, she still has it.

Pretty uneventful day again today. Lots of bridges. Have way more bridges tomorrow. Had a couple of beers at the oldest restaurant in Florida. Pretty kewl place considering that a hurricane wiped it out four years ago.

Yea, the days are now getting longer.