From the Road...Florida

It's not a bearded tree. Spanish Moss makes you feel Southern.

We have been retired for nine months and we needed a vacation from all the excitement.  It had been six years since our last visit to the Sunshine State. Leaving sunny and warm California for Florida was enhanced by the prospect of staying with Deb's brother who has a home on the water in Tampa. Turns out they're in the 10th week of a 6 week remodel that looks like it might take another 6 to 10 months.

My Great-Nephew Isaac

Fortunately we are able to stay with our niece, her husband and our 6 month old great-nephew, Isaac. They live a half hour away in Valrico. Really the main difference between California and Florida is it's flat here and the trees are covered with Spanish Moss. When the wind blows you hear the trees whisper "como esta usted" and other phrases to help Anglos like me. Some members of the Spanish community have petitioned to have English Moss placed on some of the other foliage.

Please abide by notice on Men's Room wall.

We have luckily been able to go out on the bay in Rick's boat a couple times in the last few days. We made a stop at one bar yesterday that had an informative poster in the men's room. Please be sure to read and abide by its wise message.
A few more days here and we head to the enlightened world of Georgia.