A Routine Day

A Routine Day

There have not been many places where we have gotten into a routine. Usually, all days are slightly different. Here, we eat breakfast and do schoolwork in the morning, then go swimming or go ashore in the afternoon. Occasionally we eat ashore, but most of the time Dad makes dinner on the boat. It's a variable routine, and will soon be broken, but it is a routine nonetheless. Usually we only get into routines when Mom is not here and we are in a marina. When Mom is here, we are always going places with her, and that never leads to routine. When we're at anchor, we usually swim or go ashore. When we are at a marina, we have plenty of electricity and water, and we are trying to fix things for the first few days. After that things get to be routine. All winter in Sibari, we did things pretty much the same way. Every day we would get up, have breakfast, and do our schoolwork. When we finished, we would eat lunch and either ride our bicycles or the dinghy to the beach. We would walk up to the channel to see how much sand was in the marina entrance, then walk back and return to the boat. On Saturdays we would walk to the restaurant and have pizza for dinner, otherwise we would have dinner on the boat and go to the Skipper's Lounge to watch TV in Italian for half an hour. Then we would return to the boat and go to bed. Every other day was the same, because that was when we alternated between bicycles and the dinghy. Only Saturday was any different. It's hard to get into a routine on the boat, while we took routine as a matter of course back at home.
--Orion Date
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