Cheeseburger in Paradise, really?
A week of some righteous sailing, but with stomach churning noisy rock & roll nights at windy unprotected anchorages was about all we could take. When Dolce Vento's fatigued sailors docked at the Marathon Marina & Resort on Marathon Kay we were ready for a rest even though we were intoxicated by what we had experienced -- miles of dazzling clear water, wind for sailing, incandescent sun and starry nights that Van Gogh would approve.