The meeting was informative, covering essentials like departure time and the best routes. The entire port of Las Palmas is going to be closed to all shipping (this is a very busy commercial port) for four hours at the start of the race. We will head south, keeping the island of Gran Canaria to our starboard, and then come around the bottom of the island and head west. To miss the low fronts, it is suggested we head south, but not too far south, because there's an outbreak of dengue fever in the Cape Verde islands. Nasty stuff. Weather-wise, there are cold fronts brewing over the Atlantic that look like they could make things interesting by the time we're eight to ten days out. After the meeting we caught a quick lunch at Sailor's Bar and made it back to the boat just in time to meet the delivery of our fruits and vegetables and, to everyone's joy, Charlie the sailmaker, with his arms full of mended beauties. We rigged the sails and unpacked and stowed the fruit, then Ben settled in for a quick snooze while Dugald and I headed to the sea wall. It's a tradition that departing ARC mariners add a painting to it, and the sea wall is covered with hundreds of boat names from the last decade or so. People had donned smocks and were standing with full sets of paintbrushes, doing their best Bob Ross impersonations as they painted happy boats. Dugald and I had a can of spray paint and a permanent marker, and I think we did a damn good job (whether it's still there after the next rainstorm is another question). Afterwards, it was off to dinner for Ben and Dugald and off to the hotel for me, to pack up my gear (way too much of it) and trundle it down to the boat. The Snark is now fully packed and ready to go, and we plan on heading out tomorrow around 11:00 to watch the racing class take off- then, at 1:00, its next stop St. Lucia.