The Canandaigua Lady

To make up for the cruise to Bermuda which got deferred for health reasons in the family, we decided to take Graham and Natalie out on The Canandaigua Lady, an honest to goodness good old fashioned steam-powered paddle wheel ship, by gum. The captain was a master of the microphone, regaling us with tales of grandeur of yore (with scarce mention of the present, somewhat oddly). Generally speaking, our fellow afternoon voyagers reminded us of our affluence and ability to put into practice dietary and exercise best practices, which is to say, we were provided ample evidence of the so-called obesity epidemic.

Towards the end, Graham got tired of the breeze upstairs so we went down into the restaurant area, with its drop ceilings and thick carpet. After Graham had some water, we played with the bottle some and I looked around at nerdy bespectacled folk doing macrame and/or wearing bad sunglasses and I realized that we could have been in Russia or just about anywhere that was the provinces, and that people were just getting through life, and that we were right at home amongst them.