Madeira Vista Condominiums
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- Wheelchair accessibility
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Safe to say that I was in a bad way after our night out in New Orleans! Far too much alcohol was consumed and we met two new friends! After New Orleans we drove to Mobile and on the way stopped at Biloxi, a lovely seaside town. We went on a really cool and interesting shrimp boat trip in the bay. We then took a tour around the house of the president of the confederacy during the civil war. We then left Biloxi and went to Bellingrath Gardens and house. This was owned by ...
... Kristen to the Clearwater airport on Thursday--so he was sweating all of this for more than one reason!) With rental keys in Matthew's hand, we left for Tampa at 2;00, only slightly later than our original plans!
In Tampa we didn't have much trouble registering at our park-and-fly hotel, the Rocky Point Holiday Inn Express---except---we needed a 4:00 a.m. shuttle from the hotel to Tampa ...
... Pacific Northwest. Oddly enough,
the weather is supposed to be much cooler and drier from here up to
Missouri. Go figure – in the 50’s in the
upper Midwest and us without a lot of warmer clothes.
We are undertaking this trip totally blind with no
plan. We will just get up, take out the
map, close our eyes and point to a place.
And “NO” we will not go there but I just thought it would be fun to pretend. We are ...
... two 50 to 30 amp conversion plugs. The day had been saved.
Arriving back at the Hidden River RV Park we felt like Macarthur returning to the Philippines. We finally had a victory, we were going to have power. It was now around 10.00pm.
Glestelle had offered to cook some Buffalo Wings for us to eat, which was gratefully accepted.
Don’t want too many days like this.
... and walked east down the quiet street to the corner that turns into the marina. I walked as close as possible but the gates were shut and chained so I turned around and snapped a few pictures of the scenery. I headed back in my original direction, crossing in front of the house and continuing towards another fishing bungalow my family nicknamed the boat graveyard. Situated across from dinghy death row lay another house occupied by a large gray ...