Arrival

The gang is all here - minus Erin who arrives tommorrow. Everyone arrived, somewhat via a couple random tours of the beaches, all to meet up eventually at the Irish Pub next door for a beer or 2.

It appears that the boat that crew 1 has could be interesting. The several pages of instructions appear convoluted; it's odd that both roller furling and hanks are utilized on the same genny. Apparently we'll have to arrive a bit early tomorrow to check it out.

Team II will sleep in; their spiffy, dry sailed, gleaming boat looks a-okay.

On a positive note, all of us are very excited about our new jackets. These are a sure step up from the regular regatta t-shirts; we've all been given white, down-filled logo-ed ladies sailing jackets that are...well...swank. Stay tuned for photos.

We are all half asleep, but excited. There is talk of buckets, breakfast and dancing queens. Somehow that all works together. Don't ask questions. You'll see. There'll be pictures. Don't worry. But that's for later. So never mind.

Just rest assured, we're all here, we're super prepared, we're excited and we're going to bed. I know, it's only midnight but give us a break, I've been drinking since 3.