Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Laying down some facts in factual form, for anyone who's interested: We're currently in a marina, in the town of La Cruz de Huanacaxtle, Nayarit. It's new and pricey but our slip is comped. Why? Because Adam's boatbuilding skills are being appropriately valued by the owner of this marina and the head of the associated boatyard. He is "consulting on a fairly big wooden boat project" with "two guys working under me," and daily goes over to tell them what's what. This is cool! We'll have our boat hauled out and painted for free on top of the money he earns on the project. That and all the hot, or at least lukewarm, showers we can take, assuming we're not conserving water, which we usually are. Thus I was able to mark the one-month anniversary of my last hot shower with another one in the pristine bathrooms, and abscond with some poker chips and playing cards that seemed to have been donated to the yacht club lounge. I'm pretty sure Tallulah isn't going to turn out to be a child artist, but maybe she'll discover hidden talents as a child card dealer, a child gambling prodigy. Our luck seems to be turning, and at this rate, some crazy things could happen.

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