Day 73 Monday and still tied to a dock in Kingston

Some brave souls made their way out of the marina and into the bay. We are not going to be one of them. Early on, the weather was so bad, you couldn't see past the stone jetti that surrounds the marina. Finally figured out how to send the blogs this morning so a couple will come today. If you hold the iPad over your head and point it towards this yellow tower ...and say Beetlejuice three times - it posts. Hoping John can send me some of the pictures from our trolley tour that we took on the camera yesterday, Sunday. We have to upload them onto the laptop then send the pictures in an email to the iPad. The internet is so sketchy here, it's just not connecting. Ate in some great places while we were here. Yesterday we had lunch in Chez Piggy - an old stable that one of the members of the Lovin' Spoonful converted into a restaurant decades ago, which was the start of the resurgence of downtown. (For the youngin's - that was a rock group from the '60's and '70's) Today we ate in John A. MacDonald's Pub. The building use to be his law office in the 1800's. John A. was Canada's first prime minister - he had a bit of a drinking problem, but he was such a good and innovative leader, his people overlooked his flaws. We ducked in a little covered alley to get out of the rain for a minute today and a plaque there said that it was one of John A.'s favorite places "to relieve himself after a night of imbibing and decision making" - how special. Took a trolley to the Penitentiary Museum. I guess this area has quite a few lock up facilities, but this one is their oldest and is now closed. The displays are in the warden's house that sits right in front of the prison.  It's a beautiful structure built by the inmates. There's even an 1800's mock up of a cell in the back room - very disturbing and very real. All kinds of creative weapons made by the inmates are displayed including a crossbow made out of toothbrushes. Actually, it was a very interesting and thorough museum. The women's facility is behind the house - it is much smaller than the men's. However, back in the 1700's, if a woman was thrown into their prison, their kids went with them. Hmmm, that doesn't seem quite fair...to anyone involved. Bought some sweats today - the high tomorrow is in the low 60's. Hard to fathom for us Florida crackers. Took some iPad pics since uploading is not happening. This Martello was built here to protect the large ships moored in this basin at the turn of the 19th century. The other pic is our view of the Royal Academy. Not sure when I can send a blog again - we are leaving this marina early tomorrow and heading west.