Friday, January 18, 2013

Daily living on the boat

Just so that you don't think that our lives are all fun and games (HAHA), here is a typical morning for us.
Today I did a major cleaning.  We have a stainless steel stove, kettle and coffee carafe.  Yes the myths tell us that stainless doesnt rust....yes it does!  So I spent an hour cleaning stainless and now have sparkling stainless.  This news will surely make your day.
Then down on my knees for some floor cleaning.  The floor is easy to clean but if I don't get right on the floor then I miss all those nasty corners.  Of course daily there is the cooking and basic cleaning.
Bob actually hired someone to clean and wax the exterior stainless and it does look very nice.  Probably I wouldn't have noticed but 'real sailing people' apparently notice such things.
As I write  Bob has taken the new dinghy (rowing it) over to the fuel dock to refill our fuel cans.  Yesterday he was able to buy real diesel fuel cans (yellow in colour) which believe it or not was a small miracle.  We have looked far and wide in Mexico  for the proper cans (must be yellow for diesel), so when he found them, even though they cost a fortune, as does everything for a boat, he bought them. Another earth shattering piece of information for all my readers.
During my cleaning and tidying today, I turned a blind eye to our V-berth, which now looks like a high class marine garbage dump.  It has our old dinghy, sails of various sorts, and I could go on but won't.  Before we leave, I will rearrange stuff so that it won't be flying around the boat if we hit rough weather.  Notice the optimist here saying "if we hit rough weather"?
The weather has warmed up to normal but we still have cloud.  The cloud doesn't bother me as it keeps the temperature down a bit.  The humidity is reasonable so all in all anyone holidaying should be happy.
Only 3 more sleeps here and we are on our way north.  The time goes by so quickly when we are in a marina or anchored in somewhere like Tenacatita.  In fact,  now the only time that creeps by,  is when we hit rough weather, and now my definition of rough weather is quite different than it was even a year ago.  That means that now even when seas are 6 feet I am okay...no fear just discomfort.  And, according to real sailors, no one likes big seas and/or high winds. 
Now I am looking forward to our flamenco night and of course the Sunday market.
On Sunday we are having lunch with some neighbours from Patzcuaro.  They have a house in a village near PV, and a house in Patzcuaro.  An ideal situation as they come here in the cool months and live in Patzcuaro during the hot part of the year.
Unless next time.


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