A 15h00 local time we anchored in a place that was apparently not a good anchorage, unprotected and boring, according to the cruising guides, and found a superb anchorage, good holding, diving off the boat and nearby was wonderful, Jack enjoyed the leg stretching and wee-wee ashore. In all a great stop. We spent Liz's birthday there, with school cancelled for the day, and a breakfast of fried egg and canned meats. The day was spent playing hard, plano-subing, snorkeling and fishing. We gave her the small gifts we had purchased in Cienfuegos and smuggled aboard. Evenings were spent listening to the Traveller Information Network broadcasting from Orlando, giving traffic reports and traveler advice for those making the haj (pilgrimage) to the world that Mickey Mouse made. We have written down the 0800 number of the Warbird Museum in Florida, where you can go and pay your money to fly a Harvard trainer or have a mock dogfight in a pair of Mustangs with your buddy (eyho Dave)(did I hear the phone ring)