Up at 6:30 and off on the bikes to the bus stop yesterday morning so we could catch the 8:05 bus. We wanted to get there early as the next bus that goes the 40 miles to Islamarada didn't leave until after 1 pm. The bus was almost filled (lots of boaters going to this nautical flea market) so we were glad we got there early. The place was packed! Plan A for breakfast: have cereal on the boat but the milk went sour on us. Plan B: McD's before getting on the bus but it was packed. Plan C: the Rotary breakfast at the flea marked but they sold out of breakfast! Steve did well though and managed to get some anyway as many people left the line upon hearing there were no more eggs.
It was so hot (sorry to say this for those in the north) in the sun that I spent much of the time sitting under a tree but we were still able to score pretty well. We ended up with a 50 amp splitter (which allows us to use our 2 30 amp electric cords at a marina that only has 50 amp), a pressure gauge to replace the one that didn't work, another hose we needed to complete the dive gear, a convex 'rearview' mirror for the flybridge (it's hard to hear a boat coming up from behind and I neglect to look back often enough) and a new bathing suit for Steve.
The trip back was a challenge as the bus company does not allow any standees. Steve and I were in line early enough that we were two of the 10 that made it on the 11:45 bus (which arrived at 12:30). Next bus: 3 hours later!!! I felt sorry for the folks that didn't make it on our bus. Breakfast was at the Stuffed Pig this morning where this weekend was decreed a Pig Festival - hence the pig races behind the restaurant. Maybe we'll bike back to see one in action!
It was so hot (sorry to say this for those in the north) in the sun that I spent much of the time sitting under a tree but we were still able to score pretty well. We ended up with a 50 amp splitter (which allows us to use our 2 30 amp electric cords at a marina that only has 50 amp), a pressure gauge to replace the one that didn't work, another hose we needed to complete the dive gear, a convex 'rearview' mirror for the flybridge (it's hard to hear a boat coming up from behind and I neglect to look back often enough) and a new bathing suit for Steve.
The trip back was a challenge as the bus company does not allow any standees. Steve and I were in line early enough that we were two of the 10 that made it on the 11:45 bus (which arrived at 12:30). Next bus: 3 hours later!!! I felt sorry for the folks that didn't make it on our bus. Breakfast was at the Stuffed Pig this morning where this weekend was decreed a Pig Festival - hence the pig races behind the restaurant. Maybe we'll bike back to see one in action!
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