There's a branch post office about two blocks from here, so I rented a box. Now I have an address as well as a telephone number.
Walked a mile or two to where a grocery store was supposed to be, but it had gone out of business. Fortunately, there was another one a few blocks away, so I went there and got what I needed. Caught a bus that I thought would take me back to the marina. To my surprise, it crossed the river into Chesapeake, so I had to get off and ride another bus back.
This is the only place I've ever lived where you have to make an appointment to apply for temporary work. Phoned several places. I have an appointment Wednesday morning at Manpower, Thursday morning at Kelly, and Friday morning at another agency. There are even three ads in the paper for programmers, one of which I actually qualify for, but I'm not sure if it's temporary or permanent. Anyway, I left a message there, and I'm sending my resume to another place.
Roy made two bus trips to Boat/U.S. He's buying a sonar device to see what's ahead of the boat under the water.
This Blog is our mother's logs from her sails aboard Jofian. Our mother, Clare Holt, wrote a log every day and after her first sail to Mexico, she bought a laptop to write and save her logs. She sailed when the World Wide Web was first created, there was not as much on the Internet back then, no Wi-Fi, Internet access was very limited. I know if she were sailing today that she would be putting her logs in a Blog, so I am doing it for her. Mom’s logs to Alaska are on saillogsalaska.blogspot.com.
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