We arrive (much to Jeff’s relief … he’s still crammed into the very rear seat) at the marina about 30 minutes later and wait in line at the office for what seems like 
more than an hour. The crew settles in to a round or two of beers while Mar and I wait. We are finally told that check-in will be as soon as the boat is ready and there is someone to go through the boat with us. We order lunch and work on a grocery list. All is going well.
At about 2:30 I get a call from the charter company (Waypoint), that they are ready for us. Marlene and I head to the boat and the crew starts provisioning. 
The boat is Summer Point, a Bavaria 46 with 4 cabins and 3 heads. Check-out is about as quick and informal as I can remember one ever being. Good thing. It starts to rain a bit and lightning is off in the distance. Jeff and Frank bring our bags over (they have been in a cart since we arrived). The bags are quickly followed by the provisions. Lynn is trying not to freak out, but is finding it hard. The wind picks up as does the rain and the sky looks pretty threatening.
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From the boat I go over to the office and to see how Lynn is doing. At this point, she can’t leave the security of the office building porch. I wait with her a while 
looking at weather reports online. They predict that it will clear. We occasionally see blue sky through the clouds. I suggest that we go to the boat and she is in agreement. As we walk out to the dock, we can see more threatening clouds but are ready to make our way off solid land and over a small bridge to the floating dock where the boat is; this is a big step for Lynn given the weather. As we get to the bridge, I realize that I have forgotten to purchase flip-flops at the store (I broke mine wheeling the luggage cart from the taxi to the marina). Lynn happily turns around with me to go back to the shelter of the store. I buy them and we make another attempt. Lynn is clutching my arm, keeping her eyes down to avoid seeing the lightning in the distance, and is ready to cross the bridge. But as we get to it, she says “wait!” and spins in place … “I forgot my sunglasses”. We go back into the store. As we enter, she says to the cashier “It’s me again, I’ve lost my sunglasses” and laughs in a crazy sort of way. The significance of the “again” is lost on me. I just figure she is really nervous. We find them at the check-out counter and we make our third attempt to cross the bridge. We are successful.