Thursday 3rd May
Kralendjik
Bonaire
12 09.387 N
68 16.822 W
Waiting, waiting, waiting it is beginning to get a bit tedious now. Gerry took off first thing in the morning to check on our part arriving. When he returned the news wasn’t good – some parts had arrived but they were still at customs and they couldn’t be sure that ours was amongst the bits that had arrived anyway. He was to return at 16.00hrs to find out. We spent the whole day reading and veging out it was again too windy to go swimming or snorkeling. Just after lunch Gerry made a run to the marina –to dump our trash and as we were going to be staying another night, pay for the mooring ball. By the time 16.00hrs came around I didn’t want to go into town even though we needed some groceries – that could wait until the morning. Gerry took off to the marina store by himself and returned shortly afterwards without our part; apparently it hadn’t been amongst the bits that arrived. From what he said I think he had a few words at the store about the tracking number for the parcel – they had lost the number or something, anyway they were going to chase it up and Gerry was to return in the morning to find out where it was. For the first time on ages Gerry cooked dinner – a delicious beef stroganoff, of course it meant that I had to do the dishes, and yes he had used just about every one in the boat! I’m not complaining though, it was lovely to have him cook for a change.
Bonaire
12 09.387 N
68 16.822 W
Waiting, waiting, waiting it is beginning to get a bit tedious now. Gerry took off first thing in the morning to check on our part arriving. When he returned the news wasn’t good – some parts had arrived but they were still at customs and they couldn’t be sure that ours was amongst the bits that had arrived anyway. He was to return at 16.00hrs to find out. We spent the whole day reading and veging out it was again too windy to go swimming or snorkeling. Just after lunch Gerry made a run to the marina –to dump our trash and as we were going to be staying another night, pay for the mooring ball. By the time 16.00hrs came around I didn’t want to go into town even though we needed some groceries – that could wait until the morning. Gerry took off to the marina store by himself and returned shortly afterwards without our part; apparently it hadn’t been amongst the bits that arrived. From what he said I think he had a few words at the store about the tracking number for the parcel – they had lost the number or something, anyway they were going to chase it up and Gerry was to return in the morning to find out where it was. For the first time on ages Gerry cooked dinner – a delicious beef stroganoff, of course it meant that I had to do the dishes, and yes he had used just about every one in the boat! I’m not complaining though, it was lovely to have him cook for a change.
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