I wasn’t aware it was a contest? I’m on my first planned vacation in 7 years so I guess I feel like it’s long overdue
Right now Pinellas county Florida, where I used to live 20 years ago. The palm tree picture was taken on Egmont Key. Just me and my two sons for this trip. Tomorrow we’re going to head to Cocoa Beach on the east coast, and then check out the Kennedy Space Center.
One quick shot from the Kennedy Space Center yesterday: Sunset across the Indian River in Cocoa Beach last night: A parting shot of the entrance to the gated apartment complex where I used to live 20 years ago. A lot of memories came to the surface, some good, some not so much. I don’t miss this place, especially living here. My priorities have changed drastically since I was 21. You couldn’t even pay me to retire here. It was good to get an early taste of summer for a few days though. My flight home leaves Tampa at 7:15 AM tomorrow. I’m ready to be in my own house again, listening to the birds from the deck and watching everything slowly turn green. I’ll have Sunday to myself before reality sets back in and I go to work. My next vacation will be in the white mountains of New Hampshire, in early August most likely. That’s closer to paradise for me than sunshine and palm trees.
I agree...we were down there for a week during spring break...nice place to visit, would NOT want to live there!
Exactly. I came to that conclusion when I was still living in Florida. I had moved down in June 2006, settled in to the new location and job, and made some new friends and memories. That first Thanksgiving came, and the isolation hit me like a freight train. Everyone in my family was 1200 miles away. Surrounded by all the beaches and beautiful weather suddenly meant absolutely nothing to me. The novelty was gone. I started seeing everything wrong with the place. The traffic everywhere I went. The riffraff. The very real sense that everyone there seemed to be running from something somewhere else and was only there temporarily themselves. By the following summer I got rid of everything that wouldn’t fit in my and my now ex wife’s cars and we drove back north, home. I went back a few years later on vacation and got that same feeling. Fun to visit, better to be home.