What a contrast, going from anchoring out two days ago to tying up to the city docks in Fort Lauderdale.

We made our way yesterday past 17 bridges but were lucky in the timing on most and only had to wait 20 minutes at maybe one or two bridges. The George Bush Bridge opened the quickest, imagine that!

The homes we passed on the waterway in Boca Raton were way-past-incredible. But we never saw anybody in them, just gardeners working outside. Everyone has a pool with Greek statues and expensively furnished patios. Can’t imagine what the interiors are like.

We made our way finally through the last bridge and headed down the New River to Fort Lauderdale. It was windy and narrow, I got nervous around some bends because we couldn’t see approaching boats.

We spotted the downtown docks and our intended slip. Ed had to swing the boat around within a narrow area to tie up in the starboard side. I jumped out to tie the bow. Then the current pushed us and we couldn’t get in position. So we had to start over and finally got it tied up.

It’s an incredible place. We have 40 story condos across the river, we are right beside a city park. When we arrived it was mid-afternoon Saturday, high-party-boat time. Boat after boat came by with the young ones bikini-clad and beer-chugging, sharing their pumped up music blaring over their boat speakers.

We are in Fort Lauderdale!

Will be exploring downtown today. Publix is two blocks away, there are sports bars galore. Ed will find a place to watch football. I will check out the first Sunday Jazz Brunch in the park, then football.

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