Hey! Where's the fireworks?

July 4. Horta, Azores

Still In Horta. We have been busy with site seeing on Pico, the next island over, celebrating birthdays and anniversaries, and of course the Sardine Festival. Hardly time to make the necessary boat repairs and provisioning necessary for our departure. However, all good things must come to and end. Last night we said good-byes to new friends departing to other parts of Europe. Most going to the Med... Are we nuts? The number of boats arriving has finally slowed. We are no longer rafted 3 deep.....only two. This morning we have spent doing chores and finishing up the repair list in anticipation of our own departure Friday.....or Saturday. The plan is to sail to the Island of Terceira where we will stay a couple of days and then as soon as we have a good weather window begin our trek toward Ireland. I'm almost ready.

I finally found us a tiny spot for Ostinato's painting on the sea wall. With absolutely no artistic talent, small and simple was the name of the game. Paintings cover every inch of the walls at the marina.
Some are quite good. None last more than 5-6 years and then just as they fade away someone like me comes along and paints over top of the previous boat's legacy. Finding a spot on a vertical wall is special. It may buy you another 2 years!

I have neglected to report that it finally became D-day for my hair. We dug out the package of goodies that Sumkit had prepared for me and King read the directions twice... Maybe 3 times. He slapped on his gloves and began the paint job on my head. He even went for the highlights. Nice job Big Guy! Your a keeper!

Ostinato's wall painting in Horta

View of paintings from Ostinato's deck

Karen's (Lalay) birthday celebration

More of the wall

Vanity must suffer