Boats To The Left Of Us,
Boats To The Front Of Us.
Not really into the valley of death, just a Marina!!
This is strange, very, very strange.
We are now all tucked up in a Marina waiting to be collected in the morning and taken back to the brick house.
Neither of us is a very happy bunny just now, D is absolutely full of tears and I am acting like a bear with a sore head.
These boat parks are quite something though.
They are packed to the gunwales with boats, all no more than a couple of feet from each other, this is just static camping on water in here.
An advantage to be had though, is that electricity is delivered to your door via a little orange lead and there is a water point right on the bow... Now that is a luxury.
We will be back.
Until next time............................
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2 comments:
Hi Chris & Debbie,
Not all marina's are the same, checkout where we are:
http://takeytezey.blogspot.com/2009/08/while-were-on-subject-of-marinas.html
And:
http://takeytezey.blogspot.com/2009/08/marina-magic-continued.html
I know most of them are like boat parks, but not here, guess we're lucky!
H
I can't believe we missed the opportunity to say hello properly, but "things" were happening. We haven't been following you for very long so we don't know why you have to go back to the dreaded B & M. You have our sympathy.
Matilda Rose (Contented Souls)
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