How do you turn 35 miles into 260 miles? Take a trip with the Kelches. Our goal was to go to Gator Park, a place you can take air boat rides and see a guy wrestle a gator. When we left the hotel, we were all under the impression that Gator Park was 35 miles from the hotel, but it ended up being around 70-80 miles. (Not sure where Dawn read the 35 miles thing). Anyway, we made it, had fun, over-tipped our air boat driver, watched someone pass out, only to recover-we think, and got to hold a live gator. But now, we're only 30 miles or so from Miami, not a place that was ever on the agenda, with the kids saying,
"let's go to Miami, let's go to Miami."
So, we went to Miami.
We stayed a few hours before crossing back to the west end of the state...tired, having one last swim in the hotel pool and thinking of the week coming to an end. We are however, going to take three days to get home, hopefully stopping at IKEA in Tampa and FDR's retreat home in Warm Springs, Ga.
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You have no idea how terrified I am of alligators. These photos greatly distress me. I probably won't sleep well tonight. Thanks.
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