Ramada West Palm Beach Airport
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Mikey was at school again this morning but Coco doesn't go on a Friday so we all went to a diner for breakfast. Maddy had pancakes (what a surprise!), I had the breakfast special with eggs and hash browns, and both Dad and Jeremy had the breakfast special with eggs and oatmeal. I think Mum just shared a bit from everyone. It was pretty filling.
After breakfast we went to ...
... our touring and history lessons we set out to have lunch at another well known haunt bearing the name of yet another famous Floridian, E.R. Bradley's. We sampled alligator fritters (had to try them) and Marilyn had some great lettuce wraps. Great food in an open concept restaurant where they can roll down some clear vinyl walls on inclement days. A relaxing atmosphere made lunch most enjoyable as the breeze, again, tiptoed through easing our overheated states. ...
... American highway cd. About half way we stopped at a rest point for a loo break, my bowels gave way at this point. As we approached the cocoa beach island, we passed the cruise liner dock, where the Disney ship was moored. How funny this is where we could have been meeting Poppy, had her original plans gone ahead. The A1 road ran thru the middle of the island, you could see the sea both sides of the road. The sun was hot, but the rush of air with the roof ...
... finished the drive-through tour, we parked the car and went inside to look at all the cool things on the inside. We went to the gift shop and bought a shirt for me and a rubber alligator for my little brother. Hopefully he doesn't decide to swing it around because it is pretty heavy and I would imagine it would hurt if it hit you. We started walking around and we came across a duck sitting on a wooden railing next to a feeding station. I didn't have any quarters ...
... I thought about what kind of person I was when I came here, to Brattleboro. I thought about what kind of person I was leaving as. I thought about gaps that were filled in, thought processes that changed directions, the growth, and the driving forces behind it all. People. There were a few books and some bad food. But, ...