Fuc*ing Dam*it Sh*t
No more predections. No more telling you where we WILL be going. Only after the facts from now on. In other words, we lost our engine now. Rather, its not lost, just broken. We won't be leaving this marina anytime soon unless its on a plane. Who would have thought paradise could be such a bitch.
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If the boat decides to die for good, we would just have to leave it until it got repaired.
But hopefully that won't happen now.
No oars, we blew up our dingy and tried to row it today.. ended up just pulling behind us while we snorkeled.
Well I always knew we'ld make it, though not sure where and I had no idea it would be so hard to keep alex believing that. It should get good once we find an island.
Allen, you know that 120 ounces of pouding is for celebration, not much to celebrate yet.
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