When we moved in, we couldn't get the oven to light. We told the rental agency that we probably just didn't know how to light it. The handyman they sent to fix a couple of other things also couldn't figure out how to get the thing to light. This morning, we finally got an appliance repair man to come. In about 90 seconds he showed us how to light the stove. Dang it. Again we look like stupid Americans, but at least I can stop cooking everything in the grill (what they call the broiler)!

It's the coldest day of winter, and the day of our sailing interview. Wish us luck -- we may freeze!