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All work and no play makes Alan a dull boy. So I have commandeered Art of Hookie for this week.
Not only is he risking life and limb, working full time . . .
but in between, he bikes, rows and crawls daily. For miles.
And he still manages to take me out on the town. Bless his heart.
Meanwhile, Chloe and I are having the time of our lives.
We visited with friends.
And every night we watch the most amazing sunsets.
We would have held a chicken for a dollar, but I didn’t quite believe Chloe when she promised me she wouldn’t eat it.
Hang in there, Alan. You’ll be a lollygagging boater, site-seeing tourist, and unemployed bum before you know it. And you’ll have plenty to blog about. There is treasure on this here island.