Monte Carlo

Well, we survived a storm on the way to Barcelona - 77 mile an hour winds and 16 foot seas. Time for a patch, green apples and ginger. Joe's scooter came on board, and he's happy exploring. I went into Monte Carlo and had a great croque monsieur and a glass of wine (it was vinegar not long ago). Then into the Grand Casino and what to my wondering eyes should appear but the ever lucrative meerkats. I put 10 Euros in and in a matter of about four minutes was able to cash out with .20 Euros. It'll make a great scrapbook addition. We're back in the closet, but I had them take all the bed-making stuff out of the drawers and bring me a clothes rack. Can't wait til we set sail for Livorgno, then i can get back to my favorite little meerkats. Obviously French snootiness has attached itself to the meerkats in Monoco. Au revoir.