I Rowed out of our docks tonight only to discover that the wind had shifted and was now coming from the south.
A storm of some sort is beating the heck out of Mexico and we are seeing evidence of it in the form of wind.
My passengers and I rowed by gondolier Michael Bixler, waving and shouting "Buona Sera".
Mike in turn waved as he passed by on the back of one of Newports only Venice-built gondolas.
It seems to me that life for a gondolier would be terribly boring without the shifting winds to keep us guessing.
I love this job.