Daily Archives: December 10, 2011

There were indications, clues that this would be no ordinary Saturday, as we made our way back to Annapolis. We noticed the Navy zeppelin circling over town and thought there must be a game today, but we were intent on making our second boat appointment. Ok, traffic was bad, even for Annapolis, but all the kids and families pushing double-wide, sidewalk clearing strollers really made an impression.

I bat about a 75% success rate in finding a lucky, close proximity parking place. Tonight was no exception. After mocha and a muffin at the City Dock Cafe we decided to leave the crush of humanity and head over to the Chart House for crab cakes and a lit-up Christmas view of Annapolis. Forty-five minutes later we finally made it the four blocks to Eastport and found the place booked solid. We gave up and went back to the Historic Robert Johnson Inn (not that one) gave the car to the valet to park and finally learned the reason for the throngs: not just a football game but the Army/Navy game, for God’s sake, and in this boat crazy town, the annual light up Holiday Boat Parade. Madness! Gave up on crab cakes and had a fine dinner at an Italian restaurant.

Great suite of rooms, overstuffed bedding. This sure beats the Econo Lodge. Tomorrow onward to Virginia.

We’re in the absolutely charming and fanciful town of Lewes, DE. We’ve just seen our first boat and it had a lot to recommend it. We’re learning with every catamaran we see and we hope eventually our body of knowledge will lead to a good decision on our new floating home. Now we drive back across the Delmarva peninsula to Annapolis, MD for our next couple of boats. And yay for good coffee at Cafe Azafran across from the little gazebo in the center of town. Plus we got here in the middle of the Lewes marathon. Now that’s a cold and windy 26.2!

Homeless
Homeless

Nothing can focus the mind like that word. Closing went very well, no surprises, smiles all around. Got into the faithful Hyundai, obligatory photo, one last stop at our home away from…see what I mean? Bled off some excess stuff at the storage unit, dropped off the check at the bank and nothing seemed more important than getting to the East Coast ASAP! Sitting up in bed facing the TV writing this in an Econo Lodge in Rehoboth Beach, we begin to fathom what a difficult logistics problem we have on our hands. Several boats to see tomorrow, several sets of schedules to coordinate, just finding the marinas is difficult enough. We need sleep. Watch this space.