Had to set the alarm for 4:49 due to the medicine the Doctor put me on yesterday. Was able to roll over after that and put in a few more hours, finally waking a little after 9:00. Having not showered for a few days decided it was time and headed up to the marina's facilities and took a well received shower. Feeling fresh enough to meet other people the next stop was the marina where another week was paid up. The lady at the desk, not Kim who is there during the weekdays, said that the boat would have to be moved to another slip. She had already been asked by me where the gearbox oil from my 25 hour engine maintenance could be deposited, so my reply was that the boat could not be moved at the moment as the engine could not be turned on due to unfinished maintenance. That was technically true as we may have put a little too much gearbox oil in during maintenance and the idea is to take it down to the recommended level before starting it again. That seemed to placate her somewhat.
When back on the boat research was made into how my lawyer could get the payment for my property in Halifax into my bank account. Called the branch and they said only the branch number (which they gave me) and my account number would be needed. My account number is available online. Pulled all the info from over a couple of calls as well as when finally getting into my online banking. They all seemed to have a slightly different angle. The thought occurred to me that perhaps a face to face discussion of the transfer of a payment would make sense at some local branch. Getting the ducks in a row so to speak. Besides there was my laundry to pick up today!
This was a bit of a scouting mission as well. The full journey and needed transfers in and out to Kingston were not fully down pat. My feeling was that up a road from the Marina one would come to a No Frills grocery store and could hopefully find a bus going in town.
Leaving the marina the end of season races had finished for the day and they were giving speeches and no doubt trophies. It still makes me smile thinking pf being given the reward of "Skipper with the most spills" in my CYA course at 13.
So we headed down the hot country road with lovely shade upon its sidewalk.
It may have been half of a kilometer or so when the No Frills appeared.
Thought to check at the No Frills about passage to downtown Kingston by bus. Talked with the fellow who collects the shopping carts from the parking lot and he seemed convinced the 501's stop was just down the road a bit. Well perhaps his "bit" is larger than most. Or perhaps he made the wrong deliberation when gesturing and pausing with his arms as if approaching the intersection in his mind and picked the wrong turning direction in his vision recalls.
Whatever the reason it had to be minimum a kilometer along a busy road at the minimum.
Finally, after a longer walk than expected, a 501 bus stop appeared. Surely the grocery cart attendant made an error in his deliberation. It may never be proven, as my return trip was to unlock the transit puzzle of how to get from the Marina to downtown Kingston. For now we headed downtown to a TD on Princess which had been located on my phone.
The teller at the bank was great! He listened to my plan to have the monies from my property sale sent directly to my account. He compiled all the needed info from my account, adding transferring codes, as well as instructions, and printed it all out on a one page print out. He gave me the full skinny.
Then it was off to the laundry to pick up my cloths. This place was in the tradition of the old wash houses. Don't think my T-Shirts had ever had such a meticulous folding; nor will they be likely to again.
My previous scouting from the day before had revealed where to pick up the 501 bus. On my way out of the road from marina early in the journey a bus number 34 had passed me the other way so the driver of the 501 was asked if he crossed paths with the 34. He replied he did not yet perhaps the number 11 would take me down towards the marina.
After leaving the 501 at its end of the line the number 11 was taken with a warning from the driver that we would be doing the loop dee loop to get to Collin's Bay. My assumption was that he meant his full route. My assumption was correct.
It turned out to be a great ride though through well kept neighborhood after well kept neighborhood.
Then low and behold it stopped not far from the marina. The stop, however, was not in the direction of the No Frills but the other way! One could make the epic walk like at the beginning of this journey or head the other way which had a stop a short walk away. The secret of the transit puzzle had been broken. Kingston downtown will be a 10 minute or so walk away from now on.
Once back on board thought to contact my lawyer right away laying out to him the full skinny on money transfers. It's my wish to avoid the stress of the last running about concerning our last closing date paperwork. Shot off an email to my lawyer with a pic attached of the one page of explanations and data from the bank.
After that there was time for some catch up internet-ing. Mostly HIVE curation as it turned out. Beginning to feel some grudges letting go about the HIVE/STEEM fork and starting to feel connected with the HIVE community more and more.
Yet it is the entire community which in my heart includes those still left on the STEEM platform. Some ideas are floating round my head in that regard. One thought is to begin cross posting to both to both the HIVE and STEEM chains with multiple hyper links pointing back to HIVE. Maybe write a python script that will do it for you, if it is not already out there.
Seriously tossing around the idea of swapping some BCH for HIVE. Enough to bring me back to Dolphin status.
May the wind be at your back!
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