It's no mystery that the boat accumulates moisture. We are hovering somewhere above the water line, and Juneau is a precipitous place. However, I wasn't prepared for the temperature to drop to 10 degrees this morning, causing ice to form... Well, everywhere. I could only curse Fairbanks (my brief home for a year) for sending down such a crappy low weather front. Sailboat + 10 degrees = ice. Ice + Giselle = taking a hot bath at my parents house the minute I get done with work.
Will I ever get dry? No. Will I ever get warm? Yes. I see clear warm waters in my not so distant future. And hopefully along with that, a great bikini body.