The winds are to kick up to 20-30K tomorrow through Tuesday. We could hear the wind howling and whistling through the rigging most of the night, but by morning it calmed down.
We went into the ship’s store and marina office to ask about breakfast. The workboat from Coopers Town was just arriving. We were shown the way into the restaurant, seated at a booth—the only 2 customers, of course. The waiter brought a menu: 2 eggs, sausage or ham, homefries, Bahamian bread toasted for $14; an omelet for $16; and 2 other choices. Ken and I both opted for the first choice with coffee. We got the royal treatment and a grand breakfast, plus Ken got to try a piece of Bahamian carrot cake that was more of a brownie, he said.
Back at the boat we filled the water for 30 cents/gallon. I sponged off what salt I could off the stanchions, bimini and dodger frames, and washed all the eisenglass. They were lenient with the checkout time of 11am and after paying our bill, including some Bahamian pineapple rum, 2 mats, and 2 green peppers, and saying goodbye to Dave, Camellia, and Ryder, we were off.
Out into the
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