Thursday, November 11, 2010

Wait a minute...

*oofta* we've been in and out of so many places in the last week or so they're all starting to run together. Each one has a different way that they do things, but generally you leave a deposit of some kind for the washroom swipy card.

We were in the Channel Island Yacht Club, where I met another awesome crazy guy named Ed! They wanted a cheque which they would rip up once they got the key back. Dad asked if he could leave his first born... Uhh thanks Dad. I'm standing right here. Jeepers!

The other night in Marina del Ray we had a *super* laid back girl check us in, she was awesome. First our address didn't fit the spaces for it, and then what's the abbreviation for Canada? Nope it can't be CA that's California. BC didn't exist in the drop down lol... Next she needed Dad's height and weight from his drivers license *chuckles* what is this measurement system on your drivers license? I don't know what to do with this... so Dad converted it for her. That led to a discussion about measurement systems and the pros and cons. Finally they wanted a $100 deposit for the key, which *could* take up to 45 days to process and mail back to you. We told her we had no idea where we were going to be in 45 days...