Things have been pretty quiet the last few days. I've been playing volleyball in the morning with a limited group and the games have been excellent. The weather continues to be unsettled as a cold front pushes through our area about every third day. An especially violent one is expected tonight so we spent this morning making sure everything was put away on deck.

After I returned home from ball we spent some time swimming off the back of the boat before taking fresh water showers. After lunch I made soft pretzels and they turned out pretty well. Amy says they are our best effort to date. \

After pretzel-ing, I spent an hour working on Dennis's (Cellar Door) laptop as it was not behaving properly. Once that was sorted out Amy and I took the dinghy into the beach and walked over to the February Point Tennis Club to drop the fixed computer off and then we walked the mile or so into town.

We stopped at Sam Gray's marina to visit with Frank and Debbie on Fat Chance. They arrived a couple of days ago and were anchored next to us until they move into the marina to hide from the coming front. After visiting we continued on to Eddie's Edgewater where there was a dj playing extremely loud Bahamian music. We shouted out an order for two beers, but we couldn't be heard, so I resorted to pointing and sign language.

Eventually, we got it worked out and then we made a hasty retreat to the park bench near the playground to escape the pulsating "cone of death" emanating from the 9 speakers stacked around the dj. I guess his volume knob must go 11.

We spent an hour sitting in the fading light talking to the other lingering Bahamians in the park before calling it a day and walking back to the beach and our dinghy. We returned to the mother ship just as the sun went down. Amy helped me break the dinghy down and store it in the davits to ensure that we don't have any issues with the storms expected tonight.

We split a home made pizza for dinner and then watched Burn After Reading before calling it a day. For the record, it was pretty lame. Two weasel paws down.