This is new.
When I announced we would be sailing south, I was expecting to spend long hours on the water. We were going on a fun trip, planning to make a lot of stops along the way, mind you. And when you’re trying to get to anywhere worth going to by sailboat, long hours on the water are guaranteed.
Or so I thought.
We’ve been gone ten days, and have made it to: Key Largo. Which is only about a day’s worth of sailing from where we were before. In land-bound terms it’s an hour and a half by car or four hours by public transit. That’s it. And it seems we don’t want to move. We’re in a good anchorage, the people are very friendly, there are good schools and kids for the three year old to play with, and riding around on your bicycle is perfectly acceptable here. What more can we ask for?
[More sailing. I wanted to go sailing.]I know I shouldn’t complain, I think we’ve found ourselves a fine spot. But here we are. One lousy day of sailing to a great place to live.
Who knew?
