Fort
Lauderdale, FL. It is January 21, 2018,
Sunday (and Monday and Tuesday for this and the next report).
It
was just another 475 KM day of driving, with a stop-over at the nice condo our
friends bought in West Palm Beach. We just stopped there for a quick drink
since Ross was working hard to install a new dishwasher but we wanted to see
the ‘bargain’ they found a few years back when the Real Estate Market was on
the very low end of the scale in FL. Jean told us that yes, they got a bargain
but they had to re-decorate and ‘improve’ the place. All that ‘work’ paid off
big time, however. You did well guys. You found a jewel!
We
are now at the Link Motel in Ft. Lauderdale for a few days. We are scouting out
the area and getting our bearings to be ready to start our cruise 3 days from
now.
I
had already searched online for a place to park the Lexus. Parking long term in
Ft. Lauderdale is a bit of a racket. The prices vary from garage to garage,
from parking lot to parking lot. We need to park the car for a full 60 days.
Let’s say we pay $10 per day, that would be a bill of $600 just to park the
car. I am trying to find a cheaper way but so is everybody else who takes a
cruise from Fort Lauderdale, FL. Parking is at a premium. Some places charge
close to $20 a day in actuality. My chore is to talk to people, to find a
‘deal’.
Have to Park the Car For 60 Days |
I
asked the hotel if we could park the car for 60 days on their parking lot and
the answer is yes, $10/day. Too
expensive! It’s not a bargain.
I
talked to everybody, even the guy who rented a room next to us at the motel. His
name is Monk! His girl friend lives with him in the motel room and they sit
outside the room most of the day, jabbering away. Monk is on a cell phone most of
the time. Curse words fly out his mouth like water from a water fall. It seems
he does not have a job. Or his job is talking on the cell phone? His Cadillac is parked in front of his room
and he smokes like a chimney. Well, you cannot pick your neighbors at a motel.
Monk does not really bother me, he seems ok, but one never knows. This is
Florida; there are lots of ‘strange’ people living in Florida. Well, I asked
Monk if he knows a place where we can park the car for 2 months. I had an
inkling this guy might know more than meets the eye. Sure enough, he made a phone
call and voila, we have a parking place for 2 months. He wants $400 and we
agree on $300.
I
want to see the place where the Lexus will be parked before I agree to the deal
and Monk comes along to show us exactly where the location is. I am driving.
This Is Where the Car Will Be Parked? |
It’s
a ‘small house’ neighborhood that at the moment is changing from pure residential
zoning to a mixed, upper scale office and residential mix. Some of the smaller
houses seem abandoned but where the car will be parked, the house is occupied.
Monk’s ‘friend’ Doug comes out of the house and greets us. Doug is the
boyfriend of the lady who owns the house and Doug tells us he works as a line
cook at the Red Carpet Inn on the Interstate ( I-95). Carol feels a bit weird
about the whole thing and so would many more people, but… we need a parking
spot.
While
we are there, Monk talks to Doug and then comes back to me and tells me: “Doug
said he will take $250 for the full time if you can pay him like …right now… in
cash!” These are the decisions you have to make while on the road.
Do
I trust this guy Monk? Do I trust Doug? Both
seem in need of money, yet here is a place where we could park the car. Or is
it all a play, a farce, a trap? What do you think I did?
I
put my hand in my pocket and pulled out a prepared envelope with $250 cash and
gave it to Doug. Who in turn walked with Monk into the porch and gave some
money to Monk. I saw the exchange; I just don’t know the amount that was paid
to Monk. I guess $50 went to Monk.
Did
we get a bargain?
Will
the car be there when we get back?
Carol
is nervous, it is her car. She is not as
trusting as I am!
Did
we make a mistake?
(We
will find out at the end of the trip, won’t we?)
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