Thursday, September 22, 2011

Life aboard

2011-09-21

I didn't sleep well last night. There was no breeze and the mosquitos came out. I saw it get light, then overslept. The sun was pretty high in the sky when I woke up.

My oatmeal was harded in the bowl and cocoa stuck to the bottom of my cup. I threw them out and washed up the dishes. Ate a hard boiled egg and went to work helping John shackle the jib into the forestay. I watched as a horse drove maybe 20 cows along the riverside.

I made sandwiches again and got ready for town. This time I packed my towel and dirty clothes. We waited for the bus, but a car came by and we paid the same as the bus fare and rode to the overpass where we hopped out. Another woman had jumped in along the way and she had to get out so we could exit safely on the right. At the large shopping mall, John found a Portuguese phrase book and USB extension cord for the GPS. I used the women's room in the mall and two ladies kept staring at me. Finally one told me this was the women's room. I grabbed my chest to help her understand that it was OK. I was the right gender to be using the women's room.

Then we walked and walked in search of filters and oil in vain. Our first stop referred us to a larger shop. We walked through the downtown streets and up a steep hill to a circle with 5 streets. There were 4 men playing dominoes on the street. No luck so we caught the bus to the center of town.

The first bus we ask is going the wrong way. We cross the street just in time. This bus is going the right way. He tells us to get on using the back door. Inside is a turnstyle and a man taking bus fare. We get through the style. Barely. No fat people ride the bus I guess. And still no luck finding oil filters or heavy weight bulk oil. John doesn't want to buy it in the gallon jugs. Says it cost too much that way.

We take the train back to Jacare and back down the cobblestone street. Once again, I stopped at Capitain Phillipe's Bar. This time, I ask Phillipe himself if I can buy just a shower. He wants John to pay for a whole weeks privileges at the Marina for $80 real but I just want one shower. Finally he just waves me in. I am really thankful. I washout my underwear and the shirt I have been wearing all week and walk back to to find John still talking to Brian about his anchor welding project. He pays for his repaired boom bracket and we head back to the boat getting 10 galons of water at the dock.

Tuna patties and pineapple. John is deep into sailing instructions. The band is playing loud tonight but at least the breeze is back. I hung my clothes on a line over the hatch. I didn't get my fan wired yet. And I still need a way to charge my electronics. Maybe tomorrow.