Ripped up the anchor without going ashore this morning and wafted over
towards Irie, a catamaran owned by friends Mark and Liesbet whom I met a
couple of years ago in St Martin. I actually sailed all the way with just
the jib up, even right into the anchorage with no engine, for extra bonus
points. Or as close to the anchorage as i fancied, which is quite far back,
a bit beyond the back of the anchorage and a long way from the reef. We
passed lots of coconut-palm islands, white sand, turquoise sea, as before,
Mark and Liesbet are fine, and de-stressing in style. Well, i didn't think
they had absolutely *loads* of stress in their lives in the first place,
having been sailing around the caribbean sea for three years, and the rate
they're going they'll be scoring a zero in stress levels quite soon.
Liesbet had made a load of peanut butter cookies before i arrived, and so i
tried one to see if they tasted okay. Actually, i tasted three, which is
still not quite a statistically-valid sample of the dozens she had made, so
i had another three, and they were fabulous.
I have failed in my attempts to randomly-remember my dad's email address.
Yeah, i should have written it down. I probly did, but then lost it. Hm.
Cooee dad, get on a plane to galapagos in about a month, willyer? I'll try
buy a cello in Panama, or you bring yer own and smile nicely at the airport
and likely get a free bizclass upgrade. Oh, and practise the 'cello part to
that "master and commander" before coming? Otherwise, can someone send me
his email address? I've tried a likely source anyway.
James kindly had an e-look for music shops in Panama but is pessimistic and
wonders if my dad could learn the accordion? Well, all Dads are fabulous
and mine is no exception, so it'll come as no surprise to learn that my Dad
can *already* play his accordion (and the piano and the oboe and lots of
other wind instruments too) but I think it's gotta be a cello, really, and i
think Dad feels the accordion is a bit cheesy. Fortunately, another Mojomo
guardian angel (BxWx Corp Music Division) and sent me a load of contacts for
possible sources, incl ideas for shipping in a cello, or even a green or
pink cello. Hm. Praps he's thinking of a different film, also called
"Master and Commander", but nothing to do with ships or galapagos...
Mark and Liesbet are coming over for dinner so i gotta go tidy up.