Don and I made port in Cape Canaveral at 9:15 pm after a 36 hour passage. The canal into Port Canaveral has a lock, and its last opening is 9:30 pm. We dropped anchor in the dark. It is not easy getting any sleep during overnight crossings and we were tired so we skipped our usual Spades card game and went right to sleep. Upon awakening the next morning, we were surprised to see that were were surrounded by anchored derelict boats and several sunken ones. The water was silt-red and the natural beauty of the Bahamas had been replaced with industrial infrastructure and mega cruise ships. It was the ugliest anchorage I had been in since starting the trip. Since forever really. Using a new US Customs app., we were able to check-in using FaceTime on my cell phone. That saved a lot of time. We dinghied ashore and walked to a city museum. I had not seen anything modern and informative like this for the last 4 months so it was a nice welcome home. It was about this time that I noticed Don had gotten a little too much sun. (Spoiler Alert) His face peeled when he got back home. The next day we Ubered to Canaveral Space Center. It was quite informative and enjoyable. Don rented a car for his trip back to North Carolina and the next day, before he left, he brought me to a grocery so I could re-provision for my solo sail to Jacksonville and beyond. Kay would meet me there and we would make our way back to Willow’s home, in Oriental NC. The weather prediction for the next ten days was not in our favor.