I am going away for a week's vacation. Since I am retired you may ask why in the hell I need a vacation. I don't. But because I am in the elite upper income bracket I have something called "points" that I will lose if I do not use. Do not ask me to explain this point system because I will have to tell you that is is like joining a fancy country club where you give them $10,000 for a year's membership and they allow you to eat rubber chicken next to another person who has $10,000 to give away. Instead of this they give me a week in some questionable hotel in another country along with all the rubber tortillas that I can eat next to other people with 'points.".
I promise to come back with stories about food, culture, scenery and nature. I am going to one of those areas where all the tourists go...not the rich tourists...just the people who like to drink margaritas on a beach and look at women in bikinis. I am not one of those people either. I like a beach for a day or two, but then I want to see the faces of the people who live here, the faces of the animals that live here and the culture and geography that makes these faces the way they are.
In the between time I have posted a photo of what I currently (and all winter long) have seen from my dock. My neighborhood is not as high class as you may think. The trailer behind the tug and barge has been empty for a few years, but it may be for rent if you are interested.