I love skipping town for the weekend, so I joined my family in Central Florida for Memorial Day.
You can’t always see them, but they’re there. Alligators. Lots of alligators. (That ripple in the water in the picture below? An eight-foot gator.)
When Captain Buck walked up with a cigarette in one hand and a Red Bull in the other, I knew we were in trouble. And by we, I mean my mom. He soaked her with spray the entire airboat ride.
Lunch in a bar. Dinner in a bar.
My sidekick for the weekend, Walter the Chihuahua.
How was your holiday weekend?