Last month Julia & I went to Apalachicola, Florida, and stayed at the Apalachicola River Inn. We had a room up on the second floor where you get a small private balcony facing the marina overlooking the river. Sunday morning while sitting out on the balcony enjoying the view, I noticed the people in the room to the left of us were apparently doing the same thing, as evidenced by this photograph. We hope to return again assuming the approaching oil gusher doesn't get there first. It would be too painful seeing such a pristine, wonderful little seaside town destroyed by such a mess. marshall