One of the reasons we were excited about Fernandina Beach is that we hadn't resupplied our fresh groceries in quite a while, and a guidebook told us that one of the nearby grocers would pick up boaters at the marina and bring them to the store and home again. Well, a few phone calls later we could not reproduce this phenomenon. But a bit of good fortune sprang our way by the name of Robin, a friend of a crew member we met at the boater's lounge. She drove us to Winn Dixie and we got completely carried away with shopping, knowing we didn't have to carry it all back. In fact, we even decided a six-pack of snobby beer was in order to go along with the Red Wings game we decided we'd be able to watch that night, but then we picked out a winner and found that the six-pack was $7 and the 12-pack was $10...being engineers, we're pretty good with math and we decided to be irresponsible. At any rate, the beer was definitely a favorite, and the Wings game was pretty ridiculous as well (have you met my friend Franzen? It was not a good day to be a Shark).
Also, as engineers, we found this pretty amusing. It is ONLY a roof over two park benches. You know, the type of thing that would really seem pretty inconsequential in inclement weather. I mean, if you're going to reinforce something THAT much, I would have made it the actual marina or something. But no, this little arbor is going NOWHERE in a hurricane. As you can see, not even Kyle is able to sway it with all his brute force.
Anyway, that's about all the good news. The bad news is that the Florida heat has done something horrendous to my home-brewed sparkling wine - we opened the wine locker on Monday to find seven (seven!) popped corks. Upon further inspection, we found three bottles to be drinkable and the rest had gone bad. Of course, this meant that all the sparkling red needed to be consumed fairly quickly. Actually, we had planned for this possibility earlier, and all the red had been in the locker in garbage bags so we didn't have a huge mess to clean up (or smell to get rid of). It is still disheartening to see all my hard work go to waste like that though.