One of us went in water this morning, and she’s not happy about it.
It happened so fast there was no chance of saving myself. And it was a cold frosty morning so I has on more layers than I normally would. I doubt my white ski jacket will ever be the same again. Wooden finger moorings and hiking boots don’t work well together – and I should know that but clearly wasn’t paying enough attention. I must check and see if the marina has CCTV. Dropped my wallet on the moorings, somehow broke my good sunglasses ended up just holding one arm of them. Slight physical damage to my right leg, but nothing broken.
Or maybe it’s just my American travel curse kicking in early!