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Day Seven   (Friday, August 8)
Enough boating, we spend the day doing touristy things. First we called the cab (there is only one in the Soo, a husband and wife team run it, her during the day, him at night) to take us downtown.
View from the Tower of History
We did the Tower of History, the Valley Camp museum ship, and even went to K-Mart (I ran out of certain unmentionable clothing items).  A new municipal marina is being built just to the left of the landlocked museum ship Valley Camp in the picture above. (In the muddy area on the left that's boomed off from the rest of the St. Mary's River)  That will put the boaters right downtown, rather than 4-5 miles downstream. (Downstream is towards the right in the picture)

We then hit an ATM and went downtown to have dinner and a couple of beers. We even watched the locals cruising Ashmun Street.  Then about 11:30 PM,  with good intentions,  (and after a bunch of beers) we decided to go back to the marina.  We called for the cab, and the driver showed up with three folks already in the cab.  Two Chinese fellows and an American Indian. (A very large American Indian) (This sounds like the beginning of a bad joke; two Chinese, a Colombian, an Indian, and an American get into a cab...) Anyway,  I squeeze in the back seat with the Chinese fellows. Juan, very literally, squeezes into the front seat with the Indian and the driver.  The first passengers in the cab were going to the Kewadin Casino, so that's where the cab went.  The temptation was too great for Juan who really wanted to improve the Indian lifestyle by contributing to their cause at the blackjack table.  I learned three things that night.

Juan tried to run the Kewadin Casino out of scotch; I tried to run them out of Yukon Jack.  I don't know when we got back to the marina, after 2:00 AM  I think, maybe 3:00 AM? By the way, we took the Kewadin shuttle back to the marina, we learned the lesson about the one cab.

 

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