I took a sleep aid last night and boy I slept well. Didn’t wake up til 9 and as soon as my feet hit the floor Kam called. We had a nice chat and then I made buckwheat pancakes and turkey bacon with fruit and an egg over easy for Bill for breakfast. Our neighbor, Mary Jane stopped over to tell us about a festival in Savannah but we needed to go for finger printing and to the library so I could print some emailed forms.
Once we showered and dressed we headed to Tybee. I had checked about the post office and found it was open til 1 so I bubble wrapped Dell and wrote a note to Jeff and Ryan at West Orlando Custom Build about how ill Dell was. I was hoping for a priority mail box her size but there wasn’t one. The super nice postman found a box they had received supplies in and gave it to me with some old newspaper so I got Dell boxed and sent. Good thing I brought Toby and he’s performing well.
Next was going back to the police station to get fingerprinted. I made sure I told the dispatcher that we were there yesterday but sent home in lieu of another person who came in AFTER us. He got someone there immediately and he was super nice. He asked we wanted to write up a complaint about the officer yesterday. We declined but I got the impression he’d had trouble with that officer and wanted more official ammunition. He said the officer was wrong not to take care of us first since the other guy was not an emergency. Bill took forever to to his prints as his right hand looks like it’s missing a lot of swirls on his fingers. Then the officer let us see inside the jail cells, they have 4. They still have the barred doors like in the old west. The two big cells housed 4 and had a block wall with a shower stall and a half block wall with a stainless steel toilet. The 2 other cells were smaller for those needing isolation. That was a highlight for Bill to see the jail. It’s a very small police station and he said they expected a big weekends of drunk partiers.
The library didn’t open til 2 so we checked out the crowds along the mail road that is the closest to the beach and found a place for a light lunch. We both had salads but mine was blackened mahi mahi and Bill stuck with chicken. We shared an order of hush puppies.
By now the library was open and they have 6 computers available to use and we got in before the crowd so could have at least 30 minutes and then they ask you to give up to someone waiting. I only needed their computer to print from so we each did our email and Bill got to check on the Indians and we both printed a few things. Bill printed our work schedule for next week. He’s getting trained in the Visitor Center and as a Guide. I am getting trained at the Entrance Station and Visitor Center. I did learn from one of the other volunteers that there is DSL in the Entrance Station and once we get our keys we can go in and use it after closing. Maybe if I’m working out there I can take Dell or Toby and use it when I don’t have a guest.
We were going to Staples but thought we better get back and check on the pets and we’d go in that direction for dinner and then to Staples and check out what else it out that way. As we turned into the RV section there was a female deer grabbing a snack by our neighbor’s RV. There were also people fishing on the water in front of us so we need to check on licenses and what kind of bait we’re going to need. Bill’s gonna have to get used to eating more fish, ha, ha!
I thought we could maybe improve on the cooling of the fridge by putting pieces of the window foil that we use on top of the slide under the slide cover. These fridges just don’t perform well in the heat and it’s only going to get worse here. I took photos of the bad tires as I looked up a phone number to try for them on Tuesday to see about getting reimbursement. We put out our little American flag and watered the plants. My tomato plant is blooming like crazy and we got two more ripe ones today. They’re only grape tomatoes but at least it’s here instead of Ocoee. I used some of my basil in the spaghetti sauce last night.
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