Saturday, May 28, 2016

Waiting in Mystic

Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come,
or a plane to go or the mail to come,
or the rigger to show,
or the insurance to call,
or the Travel Lift to lift.

Just waiting.

I'm ready to be in the water, but there's nothing for it but to wait on others. Still, as waiting places go, Mystic is a pretty good place to twiddle thumbs. The food is great, the people nice. The drivers around here get my vote for the most courteous in the World. The bascule bridge that keeps US 1 traffic out of the Mystic River looks a Jules Verne creation with two iron spoked wheels (arcs really) raising the bridge with massive locomotive style linkages. Cool to watch and to hear the "steam" whistle moan before raising or lowering.

The bell tower on the hill sounds out the hour and half hour. At noon, it or someone plays a little music on the bells. Reminds of Les Ch'tis, but I haven't heard any Stevie Wonder yet.

I'm shacked up at "Lacy's Place", an airbnb room let by Gary Burfoot. It's perfect and just a 25 minute walk to Mystic and 30 to the boatyard. Since I still have some tools in the truck and sometimes need to run an errand, I usually drive down to the boatyard, but then walk across the bridge to Mystic for lunch or coffee. A wee bit expensive, but I'm finding more sandwich shops to help keep the cost down. Gary has been super accommodating and an all around nice guy. I (soon we) can't stay on the boat until it's in the water. Right now it looks like later than expected and Gary has arrange things such that we can stay at "Lacy's Place" until such time as we can move onto the boat. Thanks Gary!

In the course of this waiting game, I'm doing piddly work like splicing docklines and catching up on Game of Thrones. Tonight I'm also setting up to write a little code and practice patience in Mystic.

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