I don’t recall seeing bushes like these in South Dakota, as I zip across the Florida panhandle, and down through Tampa on my way to Venice, Florida.
As opposed to digging in hardscrabble earth for elusive diamonds, last nights’ entertainment was much more leisurely:
The top photo was my salad – a blue cheese wedge, and the second was my wife’s corned beef sandwich. We ate at McGuires’ Pub and Grill in pensacola Florida. Which ranks up there as one of the top Irish pubs I’ve ever eaten at in my life. (I had the grilled and smoked prime rib,)
Tonight’s activities will probably consist of getting settled in our rented home, and delivering the cat to my wife’s aunt, who I suspect will be quite happy to be rid of us, leaving us to enjoy the beach tomorrow.
There’s a rumor going around the car that Friday could involve a visit to the mouse place, but I quickly dashed that hope by telling my daughter that there is no chance of us going to Disney World.
Instead the only place we would visit is “ditch-digging world.”
After our trip to the Crater of Diamonds State park, I’m not so sure a part of her doesn’t believe me.
*Update*
1000 miles to deliver a cat? It might have been worth it!