Monday (Sunday night for that matter) did not go quite as planned.  Step one was to go to bed immediately after dinner.  Done (sorta); but sleep was not happening.  Step two was to depart the Florida Sea Base around 3 am on Monday.  Since I couldn’t sleep, I left the base at 4 minutes after midnight.

So now I’m holed up in a motel that seems to be occupied predominantly by families with children who (I assume) are otherwise homeless.  The room is clean, I am very familiar with the stench.  It is the same smell that happens in the galley when the Scouts don’t realize that they have to change the water in the mop bucket from time to time; something like barf mixed with bleach.

I got up at 6 am Sunday.  It’s 7:45 pm Monday.  I am going to try to sleep for a few hours.  The plan for tomorrow is to arrive at the homestead before dark.

I have not heard from anyone at base so I am sure everything is great.

Capt. Steve Willis
FSB Scuba Director – RETIRED
Professional Scuba Bum™
NOT on S/V Escape

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