On Saturday evening shortly after Doug and Jeanne's arrival, we were in the cockpit enjoying sundowners and munching on some tasty sugar coated nuts that our company brought with them. I heard a nice little snap and saw Laurie spitting a mouth full over the side. Apparently a piece of his tooth was in the mix! He did some investigating and found that there was a dentist nearby, however, he had to wait until Monday to go find him and figure out whether the dentist can take him in. Doug and Jeanne
have set off on foot to find the Aquarium and I am left alone on the boat to email and update the blog. (NO Internet hotspot here, just the old fashioned Ham Radio!)
If Laurie has good news about the tooth, we'll head for The Saints later today. If not...well, we'll probably have to stay in this stinky harbour where you can't swim! Yuck! Cross your fingers!
Dawn
