Being a yachtie during "season," i.e. winter in the Bahamas/Caribbean, is hard work. My schedule has me going from 7:30 a.m. to 10:30 or 11:00 p.m., with a two-hour break mid-afternoon to nap. When I do rally after my break, I have to appear in my dress blacks, complete with my moon epaulets, ready to shake mad martinis and serve them on the sun deck or the aft deck or wherever the billionaire owners are so inclined to take in the view.
This goes on seven days a week, for several weeks or a month at a time. The point of this is to admit that my blog is going to suck until the owners disembark in January. Only then will I have time to write. Good night, gotta be up in six hours.
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