The highest of highs and lowest of lows - You guessed it! Fort Lauderdale
HUGE sigh of relief...something apparently I do often without any realization that I am actually going through the motions. Whether it be a huff or sigh....I can feel the moment my body gives in to releasing whatever stress that seems to be trying to weazle its way into my soul. Last night earned its place in one of the lowest of lows in this adventure. Coming in second place to Christmas eve (when we actually had to abandon the boat and seek shelter) Nestled in an anchorage in Fort Lauderale, last night we watched as the winds continued to grow, tossing us and our boat around like we were mere pebbles of sand. As the winds changed so did the security of the boats that surrounded us. Our heart going out to a single manned sail boat. Watching as the man tried to manually drop anchor a mere boats length from ours! Holding our breath we hoped; I'm sure just as hard as he did, that his anchor held and he wouldn't be sent smashing into us!...