I'm On A Boat...
So this morning I dropped Sarah* off at the yacht club. For her private sailing lesson. On her personal sailboat. She's 11. Whatever.
Anyway, as I drove away I reminisced about the yacht club of my childhood.
In Branson, Missouri.
The "Yacht Club" was located right before the Taneycomo Bridge. Not even on the water. The entrance consisted of a used car sales lot, some hotel rooms I'm pretty sure are booked hourly, and a few mobile homes. The yacht club