The last few days have been gloriously slow and lazy. Living in the lap of luxury at my Uncle Tom's house, whiling away our days watching TV, eating, and making token attempts to get work done on the boat while it sits in it's slip, just a block away.
We've changed the fuel filter on the engine, power-washed and refilled the drinking water tank (just in time for the cold front coming in), rebuilt the compass, and restocked the boat with canned goods and diesel fuel, all of which probably could have been completed in an afternoon with the proper motivation. But, that's not the point. We needed a break...a break from the boat and from each other. Uncle Tom's house has provided us the perfect respite. Pete and I sleep in different rooms, get up at different times, and go about our days on different schedules. Its been great. The old enthusiasm has returned. As comfy as we are, we're once again itching to be back on the water.
We spent a day in Baltimore, seeing the sights. I don't get the sense that tourism is a big part of Baltimore's economy. At least, not the parts that we accidentally ended up driving through. The harbor front was nice though and in the evening we met up with a mutual friend from college for wing night. Pete and I represented NH well.
Today we are headed in to Washington D.C. for a quick chat with Barack and then we're meeting some more friends from our past. Snow in the forecast for Saturday so hopefully we can be back on course by Sunday.
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