We're taking the Driver's Confidence course at Lazy Days, so that Annie will finally stop martyring herself on the pale of pilot fatigue. HA! She loves to drive. I'll never get the keys out of her hand. It's okay, because I don't love to drive anything.
Little-known fact: Seffner is not that close to the beach. So, Annie hauled my whiney butt an hour west so I could dip my fat piggies in the Gulf of Mexico again. Clearwater Beach seemed nice-but-busy, so we hit Sand Key County Park just south.
I've been away from Florida so long that I had forgotten how happy the beach makes me. How happy does it make me? It makes me pretty happy.
We got a car phone call from Alphonse and Bruno this week. [Remember when saying "car phone" was like science fiction?] They made us laugh. Made!
We thought of Maria and MaryGail a lot today, because we used our Dunkin' Donuts card, and because we checked our hotel for bedbugs.
[Maria travels a lot and taught us how to do that.]
The hotel we're at offers a water-conserving option to not replace your towels every day; they call it "Save the World One Chambermaid at a Time," or something. Annie and I plan to put a big ole dent in the world tonight by using 22 people's share of hot water. Don't judge us. You know why.