Always Gabbing

We've realized we're running out of time here - only a month left. Where has the time gone? We haven't seen half the stuff in Florida that we've wanted to see. We're either going to cram it all in the next four weeks or just wait until next year. I have yet to see an alligator or the manatees, or half the beaches. Since my golf game has gone to hell in a handbasket, we'd be better off being tourists.

We did go back to the super flea market this morning. Still the same crap, but fun to visit anyway. Who buys all those white cotton socks anyway?



The afternoon was spent reading in the bright warm sun while Mark sat inside watching tv (napping) in the air conditioning. Several times we started out riding bikes for exercise, but just kept running into too many people who just wanted to talk. I did manage a 1.5 mile walk, but again, kept running into people to talk to.



After dinner we sucked it up and again, even though we were never gonna go back, returned to the Mary and Terri Sing-a-Long.

Mary is playing piano, and her significant other, Terri, is playing the wash tub bass. Since Terri had a cold, there were numerous "guest" singers. After an hour we'd had enough, plus we were out of adult beverages, so we headed back to our 5th wheel. Ahhh, home sweet home.