Monday morning was beautiful as was the sailing.
Another sailing friend, Ted Greenfield, joined us and he later followed me to Bo’s
Baltimore warehouse where I entrusted him with my
Taylor guitar for his use and safekeeping.
Although you wouldn’t know it because he’s certainly not the evangelical type, Ted plays in one or two church bands and is pretty committed to his church.
He’s also a funny and creative media type, working enough with web and video to support a lifestyle on the Bay, so I’m happy that my
Taylor is in good hands.
I met again with Marc and he gave me a mason jar of fine bootleg moonshine that he said was from North Carolina by way of some connection of his in Baltimore. Marc is very generous, and I feel I haven’t done much in reciprocation although he did stay at my house in Nosara and will again, I’m sure. I headed back to Craig’s that night for some pool and Monday night football, and left the moonshine with him. He insisted on driving me to the airport in the morning where I caught a direct flight to California.
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