August 05, 2010

Piece of Metal

From Tahiti Fun

Being the voyagers we are we have gone….NOWHERE! ha. We woke up the next morning and it was blowing a bit and we thought ……let’s stay awhile longer. We have decided for the moment to wait for our boat parts and then head off to Moorea and then on to Bora Bora.

Another deciding factor was that the kids friends arrived in the morning at the anchorage and the hope of a play with them was enticing the kids to stay. They arranged to get together with Robin (Alex’s friend) and Julie (Amelia’s friend). I gave them a little freedom and they all went off to grab ice creams together from….McDONALDS!

I found it funny that once they were back at the boat the first thing Robin asked to do was to see Alex’s book selection. Once he had a series to borrow decided on it was time to jump in the water to cool off and then they read their books together in the cockpit. A bit different than backpacks strewn all over the floor in Toronto and Alex and his buddy’s playing Calling of Duty upon my arrival home from work. Don’t worry though…Alex is still dreaming of his Uncle’s X-box.

They all ended the visit by flying around the boat on the halyards. I only heard a few smacks and crashes. I brought them into the marina to find their parents and as we were walking towards the dinghy bar we could see a man off in the distance walking towards us with a piece of metal in his hand. Alex says, “Hey I think that is Dad and he has the piece of metal he was looking for”. Robin says, “It might be my Dad. He was looking for a piece of metal today to”. This totally hit my funny bone. To funny that the world we now live in has two friends who’s Dads could be coming home with a piece of metal!

Once we had dropped off Robin and Julie we headed over to our friends boat Salamander for sundowners. We enjoyed sparkling white wine (in a bottle!!!....we have only had boxed wine since Panama) and a beautiful assortment of French cheeses and baguette. Happy hour is my favorite time of day J.

All in all I am pretty happy we haven’t headed out yet. Yesterday Graham and I even spent the day together having our own adventure. We hopped on a local bus and found some beautiful caves. It was really nice to spend the day together without either of us having to compete for our attention. Absolutely perfect and it turns out I still really like the guy and vice versa I think.

We are back to doing chores today such as ….taxes, banking, home school registration, and the never-ending boat maintenance. Alex’s flu has hit us all except for Graham, so everyone cross your fingers the Captain doesn’t get sick cause you know what that means…..lol

Ps…..The Captain is now sick….wish us luck J

9 comments:

  1. Hope you're all feeling better soon.

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  2. The Acreage - Fort MacleodAugust 6, 2010 at 7:01 AM

    Ho-hum - just another day in Paradise.
    Just kidding - we know you appreciate an adventure that will last a lot longer than end of voyage

    luv
    Dad and Cheryl

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  3. So great to hear your stories. It's going to be hard to come home!
    -Lauren

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  4. I love it! Nothing like a great adventure and a great book at the same time. :)

    I decided to re-read Mr. Pip and I came across this story. I keep thinking about how much an island is like a boat - just a tad bigger. I feel like I am on the boat when I am at the dock, and the wind and the waves are blowing.

    It was so fun having all of you up there - I am looking forward to your next visit!

    So in the spirit of islands and boats, here is a clip from Mr. Pip:

    The first white my grandfather saw was a shipwrecked yachtsman who asked him for a compass. My grandfather didn't know what a compass was, so he knew he didn't have one. I picture him clasping his hands at his back and smiling. He wouldn't want to appear dumb. The white man asked for a map. My grandfather didn't know what he was asking for, and so pointed down at the man's cut feet. My grandfather wondered how the sharks had missed that bait. The white man asked where he had washed up. At last my grandfather could help. He said it was an island. The white man asked if the island had a name. My grandfather replied with the word that means "island". When the man asked directions to the nearest shop, my grandfather burst out laughing. He pointed up at a coconut tree and back over the white's shoulder whence he had come, meaning the bloody great ocean stocked with fish. I have always liked that story.

    Martha :)

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  5. I love reading about your adventures in paradise. I am also having adventures in Toronto, it is paradise to some. What a wonderful place your life is in at the moment I am so glad you have each other to love. Forget taxes etc. and just enjoy. Hope your flu is over soon and everyone recovers quickly. I am going to read Mr. Pip, sounds like a great book. Love you all..

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  6. Greetings from the Woolgars who have been watching from afar. You guys are having such an amazing experience! Delighted to see that you have been safe and that the adventures have been fantastic. Cheers from Randy, Marikka, Emma, Rebecca, Sabrina, and Erika.

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  7. Wow. Thanks everyone for your nice comments. Makes me feel good. Really cool to know our circle of readers is growing. Keeps me writing.

    Thinking bout ya
    julie

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  8. Hello guys!!! I am so glad that you are having lots of adventures during your journey! best luck and I keep praying for you! kind regards from your peruvian friend

    Siu

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  9. Hello Perry's,

    It is very late here....thinking of you guys. It is always nice to be able to read your blog to see what you are up to.

    Rob

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