It is Saturday, which means Farmer's Market, and of course, Aggie Football! We wore A&M maroon shirts in honor of today's game with Alabama. Just for the record, mine was "Geology & Geophysics" while the Admiral wore one from TAMU-Qatar. We took the marina shuttle downtown at 8:00 am. The market was in a park that covers a whole city block downtown, but the actual market covered only part of that today, probably since most local produce is long since gone. Anyway, there were plenty of produce vendors (left) and art/jewelry stalls (right). 
The big plus for this Farmer's Market was the number of food stands. This picture shows my personal favorite name - "My Big Fat Greek Tent". Yes, they did have a tent. We had breakfast from another one that specialized in omelets. I had a "St. Johns" omelet not because of the name, but it was basically a veggie omelet topped with sweet basil. The Admiral kindly shared her 2-cheese grits with me as well. After some (vegetable) purchases, we walked down the street where we had coffee at Starbucks while waiting for the stores to open at 10:00 am. We had chosen this particular street based on previous walks around downtown. I love browsing around upscale shops, and before we knew it, it was lunch time. We had lunch at the King Street Grill, which quite by accident also happened to be a sports bar. For one 10+ minute period of time, the Aggies were featured on three different stations at the same time. What a hoot! Well, we got back home to Lucky Us with 2 hours to go before the game came on TV so we both enjoyed a nice nap. Unfortunately, the Aggies lost (49 to 42) to # 1 ranked Alabama, but they could just as easily have won. Anyway, it was a great game to watch!
My final picture for the day is a bit of "local" color here at the marina. As I have mentioned before, for some unknown reason we are on the Mega Yacht dock, which must be 2000 feet long. During our stay here there have been up to 10 yachts in the range of 90 to 130 feet long. All are cleaned and polished everyday by their crews. Several of them obviously do not have the owner or guests aboard. How can I tell? For one, they are not wearing their uniforms, but the real give away is that they all take off their sandals and leave them in clusters on the dock before boarding the yacht.
Tomorrow, it is (Birthday) Party Time! It is the 41st time that I will celebrate being 30 years old... Before you get too confused, I will be 70 years old. You figure it out... It is just one of those math things.
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