|The only other sailboat left in the anchorage.|
As I'm writing this, we're on the boat enduring a 4-hour (going on 5) thunderstorm. The favorite pastime, the Lego, are in a timeout because of a refusal on the part of certain children to clean them up (ever). It's times like this when living aboard with kids becomes challenging. Instead, we are listening to the audiobook of Island of the Blue Dolphins. Conrad and Mark like it but we had to skip over the part where there was a human skeleton in a cave (Itsscary!! Idonwannalissen!! Turnitoffnow!!). I guess I should appreciate this period of innocence while it lasts.
We also painted rocks. Now we know first hand why pet rocks became all the rage.
We first arrived at this anchorage over a month ago. Besides our week in P-Town, we have had a productive month of boat work and family visits. We were planning to leave tomorrow, wind and weather permitting, but we just ran out of propane (in both our tanks--it's a long story) and will stay an additional day to get it refilled here since it is relatively convenient. Luckily we were able to finish making dinner with the portable stove using one of the butane canisters that Matt bought on a whim thinking we shouldn't really need it.