Work Day

The rain set in on Wednesday afternoon (the tail end of the TN storms and the rain that flooded Pensacola)long enough for Fitz to do some routine maintenance on the engines. He found a problem (termed blah blah) and worried about it enough to call American Standard who manufactured the Lehman engines to ask whether is was normal or should be a worry. The Lehman wizard told us it could be a concern so Fitz took the radiator-like things off the engines and so we could take them to get tested/fixed on Friday. We called Avis and they were to pick us up at the Marina Friday morning. Thursday night we had a fabulous dinner at Nonna Trattoria of Snapper Piccata and Bolognese preceded by great sangria and a walk through the historic district of St. Augustine. We treated it like our last supper because we didn’t know what the mechanic would find on the blah blah and whether we would be paupers afterward. Friday was rainy and chilly and we had to meet the Avis guy at the dock so we donned our bathing suits and headed out on the dingy from the mooring field. As we are dressing in regular clothes in the showers, I kept saying—it is all part of the adventure. We drove (big event—second time driving in 3 months) to Jacksonville to Applebee’s Auto Salvage (Fitz and he were instantly brothers) and left the blah blah to be blah blahed. And we had 5 or 6 hours to kill and hope that we wouldn’t have a huge problem. There wasn’t a movie on that interested us (Spiderman 2 must have been opening and we weren’t in the mood). We went to a mall to walk and found it to have a million children playing on the inside playground (rainy day), watched and missed Leeton and Holden. Because of the unknown financial news we decided on lunch at the Steak and Shake--yum, then Fitz had a nap in the Lowe’s parking lot while I played Candy Crush on my phone. Applebee’s then called with the good news –they had found a problem but could fix it without us robbing a bank. So we picked up our fixed part—went back to St. Augustine and turned in our car at the busiest Walmart I have ever seen and Damien took us back to the marina. It was still sprinkling but we didn’t care if we were wet—we dingy-ed back to the boat. Had an early night--this working is hard.

The Grand Mariner --small Cruise Ship (88people max) came in to get out of the storms

Mall Playground

Sangria and Tapa's--we had the corner table on the balcony--great Sangria and people watching