After more than three months and way more than 30 cocktails, Rum Rock Harbor has finally complete (I'm having rum and Coke right now to celebrate). I've never tackled anything this big, unless you count a big fat kid in high school football named Rodney Swanson. From Collinsburg to the Rico River, this city turned out just the way I wanted it to.
I didn't know much about mods, BATs, and MMP's before all of this, and I was a total NAM virgin. Of course I used my tiny brain to figure out most of it, but my wife still isn't impressed.
It looks impressive to live in those high rise condos, but in reality, none those buildings have elevators. Carrying six grocery bags to the 27th floor is not easy.
Rum Rock Harbor's lighthouse! There's a 43% chance you'll make it into the harbor unharmed.
If you like eating fish, you'll love the Rum Rock Dock. It's loaded with great restaurants and people who smell like halibut.
Thanks for checking out Rum Rock Harbor. It's been a labor or love -- or maybe a "Flavor of Love" -- I'm not sure which. Make sure you take a look at some of my older journals... or don't. Have a great frickin' week.