I swear, we have to get off this boat before Rick has a nervous breakdown over the bug massacre that happens EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. You know how he has the Peace Corps Guatemalan record for intestinal parasites (# of times AND # of different kinds)?! This is just like that.
We really thought about staying in Endymion in order to have dinner with Yvonne and Michael (and furry Max).... so tempting. But the next few days are going to be gloomy and rainy, and we need to get set up to cross Lake Ontario on a day with as little wind as possible.
Today was a day for interesting houses and/or uses of islands:
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| This one is an island with a patio and chair! |
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| This one is all house - little island left. |
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| I think it would be terrifying to live in the green house and have the rotting monstrosity looming over you. |
For a little while we were confused because these people were wearing jackets EXACTLY the color of the green and red markers, and from a distance we couldn't figure out why the buoys were moving around.
Once the lighthouse came into view we knew we had crossed back over into the United States, and were almost to Cape Vincent.
Once we were tied up to the dock Rick submitted our customs paperwork online, and we stood by for the requisite video call - which went like this:
Customs: anything to declare
Rick: no
Customs: OK *click*
And we were home!
Good night US, we are happy to be back!
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