Brunswick, GA

Fourteen docks of slips welcome boaters to Brunswick with heated bathrooms and beautiful laundry facilities. Our boater friends on Rum Tum Tiger have dropped anchor here and restored a house in the downtown area. We walked over for a visit and they took us to the Opry. We didn't know most of the songs and couldn't sing along like most of the audience, but enjoyed the production. At least ten musicians were on the stage at all times with others rotating on and off. Most were seniors with only one young boy who had just celebrated his ninth birthday left to carry on the tradition. Everyone got their turn as featured artist; the little guy could barely climb onto his stool and reach his arms around his new Martin guitar, but he could play and sing with the best of them. If SNL had done a spoof on the whole thing, it would have included one very old long haired lady in housedress and slippers being helped onto the stage. Unfortunately they wanted newcomers to introduce themselves and we New Yorkers became commentary for the rest of the evening. Does all Opry features very bad jokes? Before the Opry we ate at a crossroads barbecue joint with a campfire in the middle of the outdoor tables and a duo that would have been appreciated in the best of city hotels. Brunswick was also a mystery, mansions and bungaloes alternating. It has many large squares and was designed by the same Oglethorpe who planned the squares of Savannah. These were not as well kept and Lee kept pining for a park bench. Our landed friend gave us a ride to the grocery the next morning and we provisioned for Thanksgiving at St Mary's, if not for the rest of our voyage.