At the risk of sounding like our former President George Bush, getting ready for a cruise is “hard work”. Jenny and I spent the last three days provisioning the boat, shopping at groceries literally clogged with Filipino shoppers, each of us pushing multiple baskets piled high with milk (for yogurt making), chips (for lunches), flour (for bread making), and wine (for those nights we are at anchor). On every aisle of the grocery store are workers in their special outfits, making sure that all the cans are facing forward, crowding around us to help as we try to decide how much butter do we need for two months, asking “is that for your home?” as we load ten boxes of wine into our overflowing carts.
At the same time Brian and John spend fifteen hour days organizing the departure. Hours spent in the engine room tying down the spares so they don’t roll around while under way, hours learning how to operate the short wave radio from Terry, a wizened retired army colonel who sailed away from Hawaii in 1984, and starting a reluctant water maker and then drinking pure water made from the gunky waters of Subic Bay.
Tomorrow we have an appointment to get our diesel fuel. We will pull away from the marina at 9:00 am and rendezvous at the fuel dock at 10:00 am. We have arranged, with much paper work, to purchase fuel at $3.00 a gallon, an incredible duty free rate. Hopefully, the afternoon will be spent in the colorful local town of Olangapo buying fried bananas, riding the whining two stroke trikes, and shopping for fresh mango and sea salt.
We are still on track to leave by noon on Monday, Philippine time. Cheers. Kathleen