Our first stop is at the city dock for a pump out. One Loonie and two Toonies gets you a four minute pump out. How adorable, they have cute names for their money. I think this could be the answer to the US stagnant economy and stalled spending. We need to nickname our currency. Instead of a twenty we could call it a "twipsy" and a fifty could be a "fipsy" - that way, you don't actually have to deal with the amount you're spending - its like monopoly money. Much more fun to spend a couple of twipsies for that dinner out. Someone call the Federal Reserve Chair.
Meanwhile, we still have to get to our slip and besides crab pots, there is the danger of rocks, reefs and shoals in the harbor. In fact, our entrance to the marina is next to a reef called "Moneymaker". As soon as we make the bend in the fairway we see a boat washed up on shore but Jim expertly docks us. We have dinner on board our first night there.
YIKES!
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