The weather warmed up enough to have lunch overlooking coastal vegetation and volleyballs popping up from the beach while grunge rock from the 90’s played.
We packed up and headed home for one last night in Florida.
I sat in the backseat as I get the heebie-jeebies when going over the high arch of the Sunshine Skyway Bridge. This time I peered up from my book and tried to look as long as I could.
It wasn’t near as bad as whatever memory I had collected.
Next step: Drive it someday!
