Yesterday we visited Fairhope, which is about an hour north and west, near Mobile Bay. Visited there last year and wanted to return. Town reminds me of Petoskey/Harbor Springs. We visited the Happy Olive, a wine and cheese store, and a cigar emporium. Ate at Panini Pete's. When we returned, the lock on our condo unit malfunctioned, so the rental agent was introduced to an Irish temper.
J has been watching the Olympics, especially skating. My favorite part is the parade of the athletes during the opening ceremonies. I like seeing the nations which have sent only a handful of participants, none of whom have a snowball's chance of winning anything. But they are happy to be there, representing their country, ready to do their best. My favorite Olympian of all time was Eddie the Eagle, a ski jumper from Great Britain. He had no talent or ability, and he was so bad that people mocked him. But he laughed it off, and continued to give it his all. His spirit and enthusiasm won people over, and he became a celebrity of the games. That is what the Olympics should be, and I for one don't care how many medals any nation wins.
During what locals call the storm of the century (freezing rain, sleet, snow and temps in the teens and low 20s), we saw 2 or 3 brave souls walking the beach
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