Yesterday I took the bus to Key West to meet Jeff at the airport. He’d been in Phoenix the past 2 weeks because he was getting a little chilly here in Marathon. (NOT!) Poor guy, he hates the heat and here the VA goes and sends him off to the desert and temps of 113 F. Plus, they made him walk the 5 blocks to the VA from his hotel every morning and back again every night. Good thing they paid for his laundry bill. We picked up our government issued rental car in Key West and returned to Marathon just in time to pack for the next 4 months and go to bed.

This morning found us on the dinghy dock at 7am. Jeff and I allowed the girls each one 13 gallon trash bag for their clothes and incidentals. He and I each had a duffel bag. Jack and Buddy were allowed leashes and a bag of food. The cat once again took up the most space with her carrier, food, and litter box.

Kurt and Daniel had spent the night on shore so they wouldn’t miss us leaving. Kurt just looked sort of bleary eyed. Daniel, on the other hand, was showing the effect of one too many energy drinks.