Well, Mitchell and I had our adventure for the day. We were getting low on groceries, a seemingly perpetual occurrence around here, so I planned a trip to Wal-Mart. Only this trip wasn't by way of a taxi ($45.00 round trip... ouch!). This time Bob is checking into public transportation. I get the bus schedule from the Fort Meyers Chamber of Commerce located across the street from the marina where we are docked. I get back to the boat and with the help of the schedule and their web site, I am able to map out my itinerary to Wal-Mart and back with very little walking (still not getting around too good on my gimpy knee).
So this morning after laundry, Mitchell and I walk to the bus stop which is just across the street. Oh, and we have our little red cart to bring our loot home in. We look like a couple of real bus riders.
Well, the bus shows within a couple of minutes, but everyone has to stand by while I fumble for exact change for our six dollar day pass which is now six fifty since the fliers were printed. I finally borrow a dollar from Mitchell so we can be on our way.
We go for several miles and most everyone has gotten off except us and one other guy. Finally, I asked the driver, "Where do I connect to the #140 bus, 'cus I'm trying to get to Wal-Mart for grub and fish hooks?" He looked at me and said; "You got on going the wrong way". "Oh", says I, in my stupidest sounding voice. But then I spot a big super market right where the bus is stopping. I opt to shop here and then return on the bus when it comes back. We get off the bus and the other passenger is walking toward the store with us and he says; "That s--t happened to me right after I got out of prison, I didn't know nothin' 'bout ridin' no bus". Well, the shopping got done, but we didn't get the fish hooks.
While we have waited on parts here in Fort Myers, we have done some more organizing and cleaning. And, oh yea, putting the stairs back in after the repairs on the prop and shaft. This was no easy task because they are not square nor are they even level. It took a little "heavy lifting" by Mitchell to get the job done.
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| He put those screws in upside down and backwards |
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| No children were injured in the performance of this task |
The Doctor Said...
And before I forget... the doctor listened to my tale of woe, took three x-rays of my knee, my thigh and my hip... nothing is broken. He says it's just going to take time to stop hurting.
And this late breaking news, my daughter, Nicole, reports she just heard a song on the radio called: "The Red Neck Yacht Club". Hmmm?
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