Did I ever tell you guys about the boat toilets? I don't think I did so here goes. Each toilet is flushed using one foot on a lever that lets seawater into the bowl and then pulling and pushing on a gearshift type handle to make all the icky stuff go down, all the way down to Sweet Home as Travis used to say when he was potty training. Sorry, bunny trail. Okay, now that big old gearshift, honestly, it's as big as a floor gearshift in an old pickup truck, has to be pumped back and forth about 20 times, that's what the sign says right above the toilet. Cripes, it takes more work to flush the stuff then....oh never mind. Let's just say I'm looking forward to one handle flush toilets again. Oh the niceties of life we don't pay attention to until they are ripped away from us.
Wish I could see some soccer games, missing watching those girls play. Not sure if Ryder is playing this year or not. I'm thinking about you guys, score a goal for Grandma!
This country truly is beautiful, so untouched by human hand. The forests on the mountains are ruled by the animals, they make the trails, eat the berries and poop in the woods.....hahahaha. sorry, couldn't resist. Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of places for people to play up here, just not where I am looking right now. Lovely, I say, lovely.
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