Tuesday, October 31, 1995 - Isla Margarita, Venezuela

It rained again last night. When I got up, the wind was blowing straight out of the north and it was actually chilly, but by noon the sun was out and the world was warm again. We lazed around the boat all day. Radio reception was very poor, but the forecast sounded as if the wind would be dying down, so maybe we'll be able to get out of here tomorrow.