Normal

On this trip, I discovered and became comfortable with a different definition of normal. This is a very un fancy place.  There are no lawns only scrub grass.  People are living in trailers and houses in various states of disrepair or development.  There are dead palm leaves scattered about.  There is an Assemblys of God church down the street with lively Wednesday services,  parking lots filled with Ram and Ford F-250 trucks.   Not really much traffic so you can walk on the road.  Folks are friendly always ready to start a conversation,  the length of which depends on your level of interest.  There are lots of beards and ball caps. pea salad and a treat called a Casanova which is ice cream and orange juice.  Different, very different than my life in Berkley.  I really like this place.  Very comfortable here,  realizing this is a  different normal.  For the first time 

on a vacation, really feel like I know this place. 

Judy took an impromptu shot of me in front of Harry's.  This is her payback shot yesterday afternoon in the same spot

I had to snap Bonnie, our favorite bartender.  She was the first on to greet us on the day we arrived in Carrabelle.  We went to play Trivia last night.  Every one in town had the same idea hence, there were no seats available.  Bonnie called me by name and tried to locate seating with no success.  We sat outside with some Wisconsin folks we met in our previous travels with a King Charles Spaniel chatting away and bitten by small bugs. 

Our scheduled boat ride in Wakulla Springs got cancelled due to mechanical difficulties with the boat.  Will have to find something else to do.

Ice is everywhere back home.  Kids have had two days off from school.  Everyone be careful.

all for now

stay safe