Such a romantic destination

So…I’m trying to get all major things done before my kids get here next week. We’ve been saving so many little repairs for Florida…cause that’s where EVERY boat repair person is.

So we finally get to the “boat yard” where repairs can be made, that cannot be made in your normal marina. We leave our marina, head out Haulover inlet, cruise up the Florida coast to Ft. Lauderdale. Neither of us know where we are going but enjoy the beautiful homes along the river banks.

My boss says “wow, love, look at that house”. I look and I think…huh, I’ve been here before, I’ve seen that house and even commented on it. Then I realize this is where I took my power boat ll course when I first started. This is where I drove the tinder to get my credentials while Davar started his way up to sag harbor. I recognized everything. SO WIERD

We get to the boat yard…it’s packed. People don’t live aboard here, they drop off and go. There is a major freeway overhead that is being expanded from 4 lanes to 8. Aside from the already busy highway, is the construction equipment…loud. Boss had to leave, he was late already.

He called a while ago. That place is sketchy. Are you comfortable? I don’t want o leave you alone like that. I responded. I’m a big girl, I have a phone and your credit card. I’ll be fine