So we made it to Florida, but the plane ride was horrible.
Spent an hour and a half on the tarmac waiting to take off because of "low clouds."
Is that for real?
It was raining outside and the damp air and smell on the plane was sickening.
But we made it, and in Florida, it's always happy and nice--air was warm, the sun was out, and the people were in holiday party spirits.
Headed straight to the pool and had a great swim--pushed myself even though still woosy from the turbulent flight.
We had a nice dinner and then stopped in this store with amazing popcorn--covered in caramel drizzle and milk chocolate.
Only in Florida (these were no Cracker Jacks)!
The lady gave me a sample and I passed it off to my daughter and wife--oops, the one with the big chocolate gob fell on the floor.
Then we passed this tattoo place and watched this guy in the widow getting a huge tattoo on his calf of this fantastical women's face. The lady proprietor tried to convince us to come in--ah, no thanks.
Next was a bottle of wine for the night and back to the hotel.
Looking forward to more adventures this week. ;-)
(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)