In case anyone's interested in seeing the entire vacation photo gallery, I have it posted over in a subdirectory at a domain I own that my brother hosts for me. You can find it here. It consists of index pages, clickable thumbnails, and the 800 x 600 versions of the photos. Don't feel as if I'm pushing you to view it; I really only created the web pages and FTPed everything up there so my parents could see them, without my having to post them on some place like Photobucket or Flickr. The moral of the story is: never let a chemist who has no conception of photographic composition take a picture of you when your hair looks like shit having been blown around in the wind to dry after a shower (mystic30.jpg). I've never been photogenic, but that one's worse than a mug shot from the DMV! Grimace.

Bud tells me that he took a dinner cruise on the sloop Voyager in Mystic, and again when it moved permanently down to Amelia Island. My parents used to have a place on Amelia Island; I forget when they sold it, but I do remember Amelia very well, along with Brett's restaurant up in Fernandina Beach at the northern tip of the island, from which you could see Georgia (the entire island's only 14 miles long, NE of Jacksonville). If you ever get a chance, Bud, I'd love to see a picture of that boat.

Sorry, readers, but I'm from a state that has a really tacky seashore. The only oceanside town I will visit in NJ is Cape May, which really doesn't belong with the rest of the state, anyway, and indeed is detached--reachable only by bridge.

FWIW, SJ (the guy at the till of the Morgan) had far more fun at Mystic than he did when I dragged him out with me to Newport a couple of summers ago. We loved both places, and walked ourselves nearly to death in each, but Mystic has a totally different "flavor" if you will. It's calm and relaxing, rather than frenzied. Granted, we visited at the very beginning of tourist season, so it wasn't busy, and crawling with vermin tourists like us . . .