Suburban Extended Stay Pensacola-NAS
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... 15 minutes) we decide to bomb it aka go as fast as possible. Cruising through the leaves and grass I came upon a large section of sand. Going at such high speeds my bike wobbled out from underneath me, my response was a flying ninja karate dismount landing solidly on my two feet! With not a moment to spare in the jungle I grabbed my bike and ran up a small hill getting back on my bike and charge ahead. Soon after we found the road we were ...
... that we retired to our beds for a mid-afternoon siesta. We woke up to the idea of fresh oyster happy hour where we met the world's greatest oyster shucker, Thomas. He was a 50ish y.o. man with a great sense of humor. He gave Powerstroke a little shuga shuga and she gave it right back! Thomas jokingly patronized Powerstroke and asked if the oyster was too big for her, she came back with, "Oh no! I like the big meaty ones in my mouth!" He was taken aback, then blushed and then laughed ...
... broken down into smaller pieces in his mathematical, logical way.
"How far is it? Five thousand miles? That's a lot. But if you can ride 50 miles a day for 100 days, you are there. You can do that, Stevie." What really got me to flip that "fear switch" in my head were my father's simple words: "You made a Promise to do your best, right? Keep it."
And that was that. In the next moment I was gritting my teeth with the ...
... I had been told by an American friend of mine that this part of Florida was 'white-trash', but I have to admit, we don't always share the same opinions.
We had been upgraded to first class on the flight from Charlotte, North Carolina to Pensacola and were well into the holiday spirit. Workman met us at the airport and it was great to see her again, she was as fun as ever. It was hot and sunny and ...
... 3 blocks of rooms as the sides. My room was in the block at the bottom of the triangle and my room faced out onto the car park. In the centre of the triangle was a pool, some picnic tables and gardens, then, at the tip of the triangle, was the laundry. The signs that led to the laundry said "Vending and Laundry" and had arrows to lead the way. When I got to that spot at the hotel, originally I saw nothing but vending machines. No ...