It is interesting to see the differences in culture and people's attitudes as you travel in a sailboat. It can be quite drastic sometimes, even if you are traveling relatively short distances. My experience arriving to Grenada has been very positive; people's attitude remind me of my dear Puerto Rico where people have such an incredible sense of humor and are just plain and simple "nice", I felt very welcome. More than anything I want to share some photos of what we did today. Take a look at that tunnel; it is not just for vehicles we actually had to walk through there while vehicles were transiting, of course; in order to get to where our dinghy was located. In other matters, such as wine, I'm very happy that I have been able to find good wine at a reasonable price... Everyone who knows me know that I drink wine... So these are the pictures for today, hope you enjoy.
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Saw the latest post and pictures. The town looks very similar to our rural towns in PR. What is that bag o MACE? Looks like dried fruit.
I hope you can see the image on the link below.
I prepared this rig to join you in your trip. I hope the link works.
http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f281/wjb21ndtown/Funny/RedNeckYacht.jpg
The silly joke today is...
A novice fisherman was lost. Maneuvering his Jon Boat close to another fisherman's boat he shouted, " Excuse me sir, I promised my wife that I would be home on time and I'm afraid I don't know where I am. Can you help me?"
The other fisherman replied, " Sure, You are on a lake. You're in a Jon boat with a 20 HP gas outboard motor. You are between 35 and 36 degrees north latitude and between 80 and 81 degrees west longitude in about 18 feet of water."
"You must be a republican," said the novice.
" I am and proud of it," said the other fisherman. " How did you know?"
" Well, "answered the novice, "everything you've told me may be technically correct, but certainly not responsive to the intent of my question and my current need. I have no idea what to make of what you just said and the fact is, I am still lost. Frankly, you've not been much help to me at all and now I'm going to be late getting home!"
The other fisherman responded. "You must be a democrat."
"I am and proud of it," replied the novice, " but how did you know that?"
"Well, "said the other fisherman, "you don't know where you are or how to get where you want to go. You made a promise that you have no idea how to keep and you expect me to solve your problem. The fact is you were lost and in danger of being late getting home before we met, but now, somehow, it's my fault."
El "mace" es una sustancia que se encuentra en la superficie de la cascara del nutmeg y se utiliza como preservativo en las salsas y comidas. En la India utilizan la cazcara del nutmeg en la preparacion de las comidas, como que utilizan comino molido y a la vez el comino tostado y todo a la vez. "Yoya" tengo un overdose de curry y hoy me comi un "Roti" pero no puedo mas. Pepsid conmigo y ahora me estoy tomando una copa de vino a pues.
Hello travelers;
Here I am at work, figuring out why our systems are not letting billers work efficiently, attempting to get all the concerned IT groups work together in harmony building a strong, cohesive front and strategy to remediate our billers problems. How is your day going? ;-)
I have a link here of a picture of my marina in Colorado. I'm posting the link 2 ways hoping the bloggers will access it easier.
My Colorado Marina
http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t299/Ichimonji10/boat.jpg
The silly joke of the day is very funny in my opinion, sometimes I see myself confronted by the dilemma...
Once upon a time there was a famous sea captain. This captain was very successful at what he did for years he guided merchant ships all over the world.
Never did stormy seas or pirates get the best of him. He was admired by his crew and fellow captains. However, there was one thing different about this captain. Every morning he went through a strange ritual. He would lock himself in his captain's quarters and open a small safe.
In the safe was an envelope with a piece of paper inside. He would stare at the paper for a minute, then lock it back up. After, he would go about his daily duties.
For years this went on, and his crew became very curious. Was it a treasure map? Was it a letter from a long lost love? Everyone speculated about the contents of the strange envelope.
One day the captain died at sea. After laying the captain's body to rest, the first mate led the entire crew into the captains quarters. He opened the safe, got the envelope, opened it and... The first mate turned pale and showed the paper to the others. Four words were on the paper, two on two lines:
Port Left, Starboard Right.
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