Grandpa is here. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen my dad and Ouest hasn’t seen him since she had just started walking, so now that she’s potty trained it seemed like a good time to get reacquainted.

He and his wife lugged down that big compressor/pipe bomb for us and got a suitable amount of grief for it when they came through customs. So much grief in fact that they ended up paying three hundred pesos to get it through the door to us. Damn.

We had just enough time to grab a few drinks and then head over to the Yacht Club to watch the Cruiser’s Circus. I don’t know the name of their boat, but a French couple who are well known in cruising circles were putting on their Cirque de Soleil type show in their rigging. They put on a good show and Ouest was enthralled, watching ever so closely, and intently enough not to hear anybody talking to her.