What? We Have to Set an Alarm?

The alarm went off at 5:30am and after making coffee we were on deck to paint the primer. I can’t say that it was a fun time. Mike had the roller and I was trying to paint around everything that was taped off. Mike works fast, really fast, so I kept getting painted into corners or would have to do my acrobatic/balancing act to get to spots that had already been painted around. Basically, I just started the day off in a really foul mood. And I had a dream the night before that took absolutely no interpretation to show my recent, and mostly fleeting, feelings of anger/frustration/feelings of limited control, as well as my desire for the future when we can be home and start a family. For a dream, it was as obvious as you can get.

Decks primed and now ready for paint!

After painting we headed into town and gave a ride to some British folks on the boat “Youanmee”. They were chirpy and chatty and I felt like I was holding on by a thread. It was a long drive into town. But once we dropped them off we got to pick up Ishmail (our carpenter) and drive to his shop to pick up some boxes he made for us. Then the day started to get much better. His shop is outside of Marmaris in a beautiful spot in the pine forest. And we finally got to see his ’59 Chevy truck and custom chopper he is building. Amazing. And his shop is covered in posters, almost like a college student back home… Robert DeNiro from Taxi Driver, James Dean, Jimi Hendrix, Pink Floyd, not to mention a poster for a jeans ad where he was a model back in the day. On top of that, he was the Turkish Motor Cross Champion in the early 90s! Very impressive. After hanging out in his shop and playing on his bike, we took a walk to the swim hole we have heard so much about. Wow. A perfect and deep hole in the river being fed by a waterfall. It was also surrounded by tall rocks which made a perfect jumping/diving platform. It was a playground for Mike. Afterwards, Mike tried to give Ishmail lessons in throwing a boomerang but there was not quite enough room since on the 2nd throw the boomerang got caught high up in a tree. We are just so happy to have met Ishmail, he has become a dear friend. Despite his gruff appearance, he has the sweetest and most gentle soul. I know we are going to miss him when we leave.







On the way back to the boat, we stopped off at the pool for a quick swim. I could have fallen asleep with my arms and head resting on the side and my body floating in the cool water… But we returned with my only task being working on the blog which had been neglected. Mike then worked for a couple of hours before we headed to the bar for the much anticipated US vs Slovenia game! We were robbed! There were some really, really bad calls in that game. Afterwards, we enjoyed a conversation with Martin and Sandy on ‘Mystique’ who are also from Seattle. We reminisced about home and also talked about sailing in Central America which sounds pretty good to us, almost better than the Med…is the grass always greener? At least it’s closer to home this time. And only found ourselves returning to the bar later to see how the English fared against Algeria…a draw, thank god!