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| The beautiful arts center in the historic district |
We
spent another day in Fort Myers. Since we had eaten a series of fairly large
meals yesterday, we opted for a low cal cereal breakfast to start our day. Don’t want to do that too often.
My
cousin, Sue came to spend a good part of the day with us. The weather forecast called for rain starting
after lunch, so as soon as she arrived we cast off our mooring lines and headed
out into the river for a spirited sail.
We probably spent three hours on the water before a threatening sky
convinced us that it would be prudent to head back to the dock.
Back
at the marina, the air had died down and we had no cheering crowd to watch my
again near perfect landing. It never
fails.
I
presented the available lunch menu to Sue and she very quickly offered to buy
our lunch if she would be allowed to pass on our delicacies. We accepted.
We
wandered into the River Front District of Fort Myers where the dining choices
are many and quite varied. We settled on the United Ale House where I had a
pastrami Rueben sandwich and Janine had a crab cake. After lunch, we headed
back to the boat where
Sue did accept a piece of Blob carrot cake.
While we were eating, the rains began so Sue opted to head back to
Bonita Springs.
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| The Knife Sharpener |
The
town of Fort Myers has a number of interesting buildings and sculptures in their
historic district, so Janine and I decided to brave the light rain and head back
into town for some more sightseeing. The
Columbian artist, Edgardo Carmona created and exhibits 23 iron giant sculptures
which stand up to 10 feet tall through out the river front district. They are really fascinating.
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| Ice cream vender |
As
we walked about, we ran across an interesting little ice cream shop called Scoops
on First where Janine and I enjoyed a cup of creamy praline. I encouraged that selection so as to offset
the low cal breakfast.
The
rain continued into the night so most of the rest of the afternoon was spent with
little chores like topping off the water tank and cleaning the interior of the
boat. We returned the truck to the
storage facility and took advantage of the marina wonderful showers one last
time before our departure tomorrow.
The
truck return turned out to be an
interesting adventure. The storage lot is about 3 miles from the
marina. We drove to the lot, hooked up
the trailer then called Uber for a ride back.
In 5 minutes time, we were greeted by Vladimir, a rough looking Russian
driver who signed and indicated that he knew little English. As we were driving back, he took out his cell
phone and with a gravelly voice grumbled something into it. He then pressed a button and the phone
responded with something like, “You are an attractive young couple and thanks
for riding with me.” We tried to communicate
more,ui and he responded through his electronic interpreter that English is
hard and his brain is scrambled. When I
gave him a $2.00 tip for the $8.00 ride, he did understand that the proper
response in English is “Thank you.”
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