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Florida Trip

The next few days will be devoted to my trip to Florida to see Nancy, Mackenzie and her BF Drew. Well, what a great 3 days. Wish it could have been longer. It was fulfilling be with my family again. This was not a "tourist" trip to see the sights of Tampa, but rather a casual opportunity to spend time "witch ma biches". There were some things I think I'd like to check out at some point, like the Tampa Holocaust Museum, the Rays, and Sea World. But this was not that trip. I have missed my daughter, wife and Drew, so it was a chance to sit around and talk, walk the beach, eat, and eat some more. I also got to meet Bishop, a nice German Shepherd made up of equal portions of puppy, ears, nose and loping love. He also likes to use arms as chew toys.
The top picture is Caddy's on the Beach, a place that was convenient for us and where our motel was situated. great beach that goes for miles either way. The water temperature was 84 degrees, and all three days were 9o, mostly sunny but a chance of rain around 4:00 pm. I later discovered this is the forecast EVERY day. Weathercasters all look bored tend to lose their skills after a year or so around here. The cute couple in the second picture enjoying each others company after being separated for 4 months. And the third pictures is Sharon, Nancy and Mackenzie shell hunting. This is day 1. By the way, I had a black bean burger at Caddy's. Tasty.

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  1. Nice pictures - particular the middle one.

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  2. Oops! "Particularly the middle one." See why I rarely leave comments????

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