Wednesday, May 1st, 2002 - Moving
Saint Maarten, Netherlands Antilles
Well, we've moved aboard! Where on earth
will we put all our stuff? And not just our clothes, CDs,
toiletries, tools, etc. We have to find space for all those
extras that came with the boat that I told you about yesterday
it's like trying to fit a whole garage into a walk-in closet.
And even with that, we haven't even begun to provision the
boat with food.
We also met our new dock neighbors. To port
we have Ben and Monica (Germans) and their dog Titan. He's
the dock manager and in charge of collecting our rent, getting
us water, keeping order on the dock, etc. To starboard we
have John and Kathy (American southerners), their 3 ½
month old son, and their dog Palmer. John is the store manager
at Water World and yet another perk of our arrangement. Whenever
we go in to buy something, he always saunters over to steer
us in the right direction and help us out with tips and tricks.
And being a neighbor in such close proximity, he'll see us
doing our boat chores and always offer his help. He and Kathy
are also cruisers that happen to be building up their cruising
kitty for a while. They assure us they're there to help when
we need it, assuring us they've made "PLENTY" of
mistakes along the way, so they'd like to help us avoid them.
Our first night on the boat went smoothly
overall, but because it was a holiday and everything was closed,
we had to sleep without sheets. I hate to admit it, but I
was miserable. The upholstery was scratchy, it was humid and
hot, and there was an invisible mosquito that was out to get
me. And of course, like any new place
there's just plain
old getting used to a new environment. Even at dock, the boat
rolls some and the winds gust in (very pleasant actually-
but different). We slept with all the hatches and companionway
open, so with every sound I found myself listening intently
to see what the noise was. I ended up sleeping in the salon
with only mild success.