When its 83 degrees, I'm not thinking of the 2 feet of snow hitting Pennsylvania, beyond me not being there to shovel the walk.

However, when my Saturday plane flight was rescheduled to Monday, at least I'm still on the island instead of stranded in Florida changing planes (and being thankful I packed a change of underwear. LOL)

Haven't seen anyone I know, and a fellow Tom left a bad phone number, but it's nice to see tourists on the street.

My barrels did arrive at the wharf, but there were major snafu's in so far that I lost my yellow form and had to pay $220 US in duty, and the shipping agent waited 18 days to tell me my barrels could be collected. At least I didn't fly off the island just to return to fetch them.

Boy this is a short trip report. LOL