I always loved the reaction people had when I told them about our travel plans. “You’re traveling around the world? How wonderful.” And then, “WHAT? You’re driving down to Florida with your PARENTS?? ARE YOU CRAZY?!”
Actually, there’s not a lot to report on the trip down. The drive went smoothly, even with the 20+ year-old trailer carrying the motorcycle and bikes following behind us (each creak made me nervous.) We also didn’t get to see my uncle Lou in Maryland because he was in the hospital undergoing tests, but we’re all grateful that he is on the mend and planning to come down for Thanksgiving. We did get to see some nice foliage all the way down to the Carolinas. This picture is of a sculpture on display at the Sarasota marina, not particularly interesting in itself, but we passed it twice on a trailer on the way down here. Funny that it ended up in the same place as we did.
We’ve now been in Sarasota for two days. My parents’ apartment is nice and – at least for the time being – seems to be big enough for all of us. I'll see if I can find some interesting things to write about. I know, it’s not La Paz or Tierra del Fuego, but it is our lives.
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