We are in line at the ferry landing...
A nice young lady at the toll booth came out to measure the length of the motorhome and trailer... 6" less than our measurement. I told her I was with the car behind me, she said, "I'll tell that lady that the nice man ahead of you paid for your ticket."
Yep.
It is a gray ol' day. Been raining off and on this morning. Izzy is settled in for her morning nap. We are comfortable in the coach while waiting for the ferry; even with reservations, we are here early.
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