Teresa started polishing the boat and got most of it
done. Ron started ‘telephony hell’. Way to boring to document here, but suffice
to say that neither Verizon (our US phone provider), nor Bell (the Canadian
company) delivered what they said they would.
‘Telephony hell’ was to last the next few days, enough said. Ron drilled a hole through one of our hatches
in order to fit the new handle that broke last year, only to find that the
replacement part didn’t fit. Another 45
minutes on the phone to Lewmar, who admitted they had sent the wrong part and
promised to figure out how to get a replacement to us in Canada. Meanwhile, Ron modified the part we did have
so that it would fit – watertight, but ugly.
We dined at Sheltered Harbor for the 2nd night in
a row. Obviously we enjoyed it.
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