Left Tennessee to get away from rain and I'll be damned if it wasn't raining in Florida. It didn't rain the whole time, but it rained enough. For a few days the lightning, thunder and heavy rain was pretty rough. Then, just light rain finished out the rest of the week.
What was the first thing you did when you got home? Cut grass.
And the second thing? Drank some cheap beer. Went to the store and got 1 3/4 inch steaks cut and grilled them bad boys.
The beer was $5.50 each for 16 oz. bottles anywhere in Disney. Now...I like beer...but I don't like it that much. I'll never complain about the price of beer at the bowling alley again.
Food...You can only eat so many tasteless Mickey burgers. Now we did have some good food at a few places but for the most part...everything was bland. No seasonings, no grease, no taste...
If we stayed down there long enough, we could learn to speak Latin or Spanish. I would have no idea what I was saying but I could speak it. With my southern country drawl they would ask me..."What country are you from?"
TENN-AH-SEE...I would say, smiling to myself.
Some folks were real friendly. And some folks (Europeans & Asians mostly) were rude, self-centered and was getting on our nerves. And the sea of baby strollers was a convoy of unhappy rugrats that weren't getting their way.
But all in all...
It was a Goofy old time...
B.D.
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