The trip to West Marine went almost flawlessly. We caught the 7:30 #8 bus to Elm and J, transferred immediately to the Crossroads bus, which zoomed non-stop across the bridge to Hampton, where we immediately transferred to the #1 bus to West Mercury Boulevard. By the time we got there, I was totally turned around and thought North was South and East was West, so we got off the bus too soon and started walking in the wrong direction. We soon became aware of my error and turned around. It was only a three or four block walk to West Marine, and we got there a few minutes before nine, so it was faster than going to Boat/U.S.
Roy was able to buy most of the stuff he wanted, and they ordered the piece of stovepipe he needed to replace the one that got bent out of shape in transit. The woman at West Marine actually remembered us and asked us about our trip.
There was a bus stop right next to West Marine, so we got back without walking. Reached Norfolk shortly before twelve. Roy returned to the boat, and I went to a walk-in clinic on Little Creek Road. I still have the ongoing problem I've had for over a month. The doctor gave me a prescription and told me to eat nothing but rice for two or three days. Yummy.
By the time I left the clinic, it was raining dogs, cats, and little fishes. The forecast had been 30% chance of rain late in the afternoon or evening, so I hadn't brought an umbrella or raincoat. Walked three blocks through the rain to a drugstore. Water was dripping from my hair, my glasses were so wet I could scarcely see through them, and my eyeballs were full of water. Luckily, I was dressed fairly warmly.
The drugstore didn't have all the ingredients for the prescription. They phoned some of their other stores, but they didn't have all of them either. Then they sent someone somewhere to get the missing ingredient! That was really nice of them. I bought a plastic rain hood while I was waiting for the prescription.
Went next door to a super market and bought a few groceries. The bus back to the boat should have gone by around five to three, so I started out to the bus stop about quarter to three. The bus went zooming by ten minutes early! I had to wait in the wind and cold and wet for half an hour plus the additional ten minutes, since the next bus ran at the proper time. What a relief when it finally came along!
Had to walk three or four blocks from the end of the busline to the boat. A passing vehicle splashed water all over me, as if I weren't already wet enough. By the time I reached the boat, I looked like a drowned rat. It was sure good to get inside and dry off and get warm.
The wind is blowing like crazy and the rain is still pouring. We were certainly lucky to have had that perfect weather window for getting here. I feel sorry for any little boat that's out in this.
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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