It was time for another, long overdue, trip
and my buddy Steve had been bugging me to come to Florida for a visit since he
moved down there. I'm somewhat embarrassed to say that was 13 or 14 years ago
now, shame on me. Steve lives in Seminole, south west of Tampa.
So it seemed to make sense to pack up and
take a little "R & R" venture to the land of oranges and sandbars.
The hosts with the most; Steve and Jill were
gracious enough to open their home as a bed and breakfast. (actually more
like a four star resort)