Saturday, June 19, 1993

Paddled four or five miles to the City Docks to check them out. We thought they'd be inexpensive, but they said they'd have to put us in an 80-foot slip (don't ask me why) at $56 a day! They advised us to go to the Palm Harbor Marina, which is more convenient anyway, since it's on the West Palm Beach side, close to downtown. So we paddled back to the west side of the harbor and went ashore.
By then we were starving, so we ate lunch at the first restaurant we came to. Then I phoned Palm Harbor Marina and found out they charge 65 cents a foot, about $26 a day for our boat, which is high for California but low for Florida, so we'll go there.
Found the Post Office. We had some letters to mail and needed stamps. One machine was out of order, so I put $1.45 in the other machine for five 29-cent stamps. Nothing came out when I pushed the button. Tried several times with no luck, so I pushed the coin return to try to get my money back, but nothing came out, so I gave the machine a whack with my fist. That set off the burglar alarm right over our heads. In the meantime, a crazy had come up and was jabbering a bunch of nonsense to Roy. Between the jabbering of the crazy and the howling of the alarm, Roy and I were ready to climb the walls. Then the crazy "helped" me by pushing the button for 19-cent stamps, which I didn't want, but they popped out, so I took them and also got my change. We put two 19-cent stamps on each letter and mailed them. By then, the crazy had disappeared and the alarm had quit (no one ever did show up). What a relief!
We returned to our Royaks and paddled back to Jofian. By then, it was nearly dark, so we remained anchored for the night.