what would the Thiesen Tigers think?

i am still pleasantly surprised to take Miss Ruby out on our morning walk, down the block, turn the corner, and , there it is...Port Vauban...thousands of white boats; sailboats, schooners, fishing trollers, stink pots, shiek yachts and all the rest...just sitting right there on the blue water, swaying a bit some days. and there i am, a chubby pasty girl from Fond du Lac, Wisconsin, standing in the Mediteranian morning sun, plastic dog-poop-bags in hand, dumbstruck.