Tyrrel Bay, Carriacou
12.27.414N
61.29.228W

Today, I broke down and bought internet service, such as it was. We had been incommunicado for about two weeks, so I really needed to see if there was anything lurking in the outside world that I should address. I’m compulsive about making sure that we are the only ones using our credit cards and bank accounts.

It took me 10 hours straight (I am not exaggerating) to go through our e-mails, finances and upload these posts. Although it was WiFi service, the speed left something to be desired, particularly when it kept shutting down and I would have to wait for service to log into it again.

While I was focused on the computer, Dale decided that the dust from all of the sanding that was done had filtered into everything and proceeded to shake out all of the carpets and sweep the floors. He came back with the same conclusion as I had about a week ago, we both need to shave our heads. There is entirely too much hair on this boat. I reminded him that mine was getting shorter, it was his that was getting longer.

Picture: A previous picture of a little guy hanging around.