Delacado on Treasure Island
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Tis the night before flight, only 1 creature remain stirring, while the other is with wine and close to his sight blurring. Only 4 1/2 hours away... wait, this d@m- autocorrect on this new phone keeps leading thou words astray...anyway... the creature still packs to the husband's dismay. To be connived...or ...
... a swimming pool, a couple of pavilions and a full time maintenance crew. My spot had a tar lane to park on and a cement patio with a nice picnic table. There was a couple of great shade trees, which incidental blocked my satelight dish from getting any reception. but who cares.
I decided that I hadn't done any sight seeing since Marianne (That's a town I stayed in Martha fer da cripes sake) that I would go do ...
... I was luck to have gotten in the time I did, because there is a big tropical storm in the area and there were possible delays going to happen later in the afternoon, but I made it to my hotel in hot, humid Florida with no problems. Tomorrow, silk training begins, I can't ...
... splendid beasts to see up close.
We did notice at Busch Gardens a number of shall we say, large people. On one of the roller coasters that Jane went on two people were refused entry as the seat belt wouldn't fit round them! How embarrassing. We saw many people walking round with large jugs of fizzy drink and buckets of pop corn. Sad to see.
Had dinner back at the apartment tonight. Tomorrow we are off to the baseball game so looking forward to that.
... while watching the moon for signs of the space shuttle we had seen lift off earlier that day. Maybe even my best memory was when I crashed into the tree while playing Pickle and my grandpa told me I had a hole in my lip. For some reason my family always thought it was funny to watch me become hysterical.
In the end I don’t feel guilty to have the privilege of being left behind a place filled with the ghosts of my grandparents ...