



Got up at 3 am to get ready to leave to drive to Flint Michigan to catch the 11 am flight to Florida. Was still packing till 1 am. Amazing how friggin long it takes to put everything together. Of course, I always overpack but seeing as I am 56 years old now, the fact that I always overpack probably won't change in the near future. At 1:30, as I lay in bed trying to sleep, I would remember that I needed to print out maps or pack a flashlight, or....................... And being a little excited about the up and coming trip, I did not sleep a wink.
My friend Ian picked me up on time and our journey began. I believe I did fall asleep for 5 minutes somewhere along the way but no more than that. We arrived in Flint with a couple of hours to spare and had time to go for breakfast and a little shopping. My new dog Muckwa at home had chewed my running shoes that I was to wear on the trip. I was fortunate enough to find a nice SwissAir pair that fit perfect for $1.50 in a Salvation Army store. Bonus. We still got to the airport with time to spare. One may rightly assume that I was not in charge of this itinerary or we would have been late.
Now, with the new airline regulations, you are only allowed one carry on bag and one personal item (ie, purse). Of course, I had a little more than that. I was hanging my laptop, binoculars, and 2 purses around my neck and hugging on to my pillow with these things underneath trying to hide them, We boarded effortlessly and had a good laugh and a sigh of relief. Poor Ian, did not know what he was getting into coming onto a beventure with me.
The flight was not full, and I was allowed to lay down and stretch out across 3 seats. Ian also had 3 seats to lay down on. But being a light sleeper, and still a little excited, sleep did not happen for me. By the time we arrived in Fort Myers Florida, I was very tired. Ian was helping me carry some of my stuff off the plane. All we could think of was getting to the car rental agency and getting our car so we could unload and start the drive for the last party of the journey to the Florida keys. All of the sudden, I realized that I did not have my little small purse around my neck. My very important little purse with all my ID, passport, credit cards, and money in it. Absolute panic set in. I had so much stuff around my neck that I did not miss one more thing and the fact that Ian had grabbed some stuff made me not miss it too much. I told Ian to continue on to go get the car while I went to locate my purse. I spent the next hour desperately trying to get back to the plane to look for my purse. The information clerk sent me to the AirTrans counter. I explained that I had left my purse on the plane and that we had changed seats and that our gear had been moved in the upper compartment but security would not allow me through with no boarding pass and no ID. No one seemed willing to help. AirTrans said they were not responsible for things left on the plane but they would send someone to look for me.
I was made to wait for an hour and then was told that it was not on the plane and that the plane had already been boarded and had left for Boston. Fear totally took over my body. I could not find Ian anywhere. Many tears were shed at the police office in the airport. I kept looking out of the office for Ian while sobbing with the nice police officer. Suddenly I saw Ian and collapsed into his arms crying feeling like such a fool. All of this from me, a woman who never shows fear and never cries. He assured me not to worry, that all would be well. He had enough money to lend me and a credit card to use. What a great traveling buddy. All of this was good but it didn`t really feel like all was well at the moment. The officer asked again if I was sure that my purse was not somewhere in my other luggage. All of the sudden, my mind woke up a little. Perhaps the emotional release allowed some of the brain cells to fire again. I remembered back in the Flint airport, putting my little purse into my computer case so not to have so much stuff loading into the plane. Being tired sure does diminish brain function. What an amazing relief.
And so the journey continues with me feeling very vulnerable going off on a boat with 5 guys. We had an uneventful drive through the Florida everglades keeping our eyes peeled for alligators but saw nothing but vultures and lots of birds. I tried to sleep again but no such luck. When we arrived at the marina and found our fellow sailors, we soon learned that they have had their own adventure sailing down from Fort Myers. First of all the boat that was rented on line was not in the best shape. There were several problems including no holding tank for sewage, meaning you can not stay in any port or marina. There was a problem with the motor. There was quite a few things missing and things broken on the boat . But on the 14 hour trip down that they had taken to the Keys, they were caught in a severe thunderstorm off of the coast with no land in sight. It was a complete nightmare in the pitch black where they were afraid for their lives. When we met up with them, 2 of the guys, including our captain, were still seasick 2 days later. James had not come out of his cabin for a full day except to vomit.
So Ian and I arrive all excited to go sailing, and no one on the boat wants to go sailing. Can you believe it!! Well, I was incredibly tired after not sleeping for 2 days. I had a couple of stiff drinks of rum and headed off to bed. James gave up his cabin for me and had taken a small room on the front of the boat. I slept like a log. I hoped the morning would bring some better news. It was so nice to wake up on the boat and have coffee outside overlooking palm trees and smelling the ocean. Life did seem good even though no one wanted to sail. I thought, well, even if we just sit here in the marina, life would be good. But there was this problem with the lack of a holding tank to deal with. They had arrived and docked after the office was closed. So while I drank my coffee, my new mates were making arrangements. The bathroom and showers at the marina were very close to our boat so it was decided that the office would put plastic tie-off things over the toilet so that we would not be able to use it at the marina. This was fine with us. And then they poor mates that had weathered the storm wanted off of the boat. It was decided that we would take our rental car and go to Key West by car (an hour drive) and spend the night sleeping in a hotel on land. James and Patrick were still very dizzy even though they had tried all kinds of anti nausea pills.
Today we are back on the boat at Marathon and there is a strong wind blowing. There is a small vessel warning on so no boats are going out. This is why I have time to write this. I have a strong feeling that my mates will be feeling a bit better by tomorrow and we may venture out for the day. They say there will be no long trips out though so the thought of going to the Bahamas or Cuba is out of the question. But day trips will be just fine for me. Everything happens for a reason and I am glad that happened before we go on board. The fact that 3 of these guys are very seasoned sailors and that they are scared is enough to keep me happy at the marina. Ok, just heard that there is a special across the street for supper with crab claws for $1 so off we go