Where the sawgrass meets the sky, apparently

I’m headed through Florida with my family today, on the way back from our vacation. I haven’t been there in years, and even though it’s just a seven-hour layover, I’m looking forward to it.

When I was a kid, a family vacation usually meant a trip down to Florida. My grandparents were snowbirds, and every few years we’d load up the car and drive down from Toronto. It beat flying, and not just financially; we saw a lot of the country along the way, and the travel was its own part of the trip.

Tomorrow won’t be quite the same, but it will be a milestone. My wife hasn’t been to Florida, and neither has my daughter. I feel like it’s overdue, in a sense; from my perspective, it’s a very “family” thing to do.

I can’t really call it a trip, but it’ll still be nice to drag my girls around Florida, if only a small part of it for an afternoon. My wife tells me there’s a zoo nearby, and that could be an awful lot of fun, even if it’s just a bunch of gators.

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