A day off

Well. Kinda. This is the way it has always been. YB will say take the day off tomorrow, what that means is set your alarm to have the boat dried at sunrise. Make beds, clean bathrooms, vacuum/mop floors, and do laundry, then enjoy your day off.

I finished all of that about noon, cleaned the fenders, washed the side of the boat I normally can’t get to, cause the dock is always on the other side.

Now I’m touring the oldest city in the US.

It’s beautiful, but ubering is hard so I walk where I can, and it turns out I walked everywhere I could last time, so I saw alotta of the same stuff.

YB recommended Mexican restaurant called casa maya. Havin a Brewsky, and waiting for live music to start