We are back in Coconut Grove, in the final stages of preparation for crossing the Gulf Stream. Here, a "cold" front has moved in and the daytime temperature is only about 50 to 60 Fahrenheit. Of course this is laughable, given what our families returned to in the UP and Canada. I hate to say it, but it's almost a welcome break from the heat down here while we work to prepare the boat and ourselves. We were tickled to know that Claude will make the crossing with us after all, and the tremendous (or terrible) trio remains intact. He called to give his condolences to Wayne the day after we got married. I think in some way he could not believe it but...the pictures don't lie. Now all our energies are being redirected to boat projects and reading about the Bahamas. We did acquire a new GPS at West Marine and will be learning to use it as well. Life is calm back here, but the great tourbillion or whirlwind of kids and family are keenly missed by me. It is wonderful to keep in touch over the computer, but nothing beats just laying on the couch with the kids, watching tv. I have to admit, going to the Sandbar here in the Grove for their happy hour beer and nachos last night while watching the Rose Bowl was not all that torturous. It felt like getting back home in a way. To be sure, we could not have found a better place to be while waiting for the wind to calm down and shift to the south so we can undertake the "next phase". We missed our goal of Nassau by New Year's Eve, but could not have had a more wonderful time with Family in Miami.
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