Landed in the blue part of Florida, far from Ron DeSanctimonious…l’il Marco Rubio and the unscrupulous sexual predator Matt Gaetz and their supporters.
The skies are blue and no shades of red anywhere.
In the pool by 6am which permits my Limpy Lu Leg to follow rather than lead.
Left from the new and amazing LaGuardia airport…what a difference.
I tried to hitch a ride on a wheelchair, but they were all reserved by more mature adults for the flight to Palm Beach.
The ride took only 2 hours and we were at the beach within 3 hours of landing, which included renting a car, unpacking and sprucing up the untouched place after 7 months of solitary confinement.
The weekend was perfection…no humidity, light breeze and temps in the 80s.
Florida may have right wing asswipes representing the population, but the weather is fabulous.
Crystal Blue Persuasion…I am focused on Palm Beach County (along with Miami, Ft. Lauderdale) and despite the fact that Humpty Trumpty squats close by this small part of Florida repels the narrow minded, ultra conservative swamp people.
For moi, it’s all about swimming laps in the pool, eventually being able to take long walks on the beach, reading vast amounts of good books on the beach and waking up every morning and savoring the first cup of coffee on the patio with a stellar view.
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Nice!
I’m still chuckling at ‘Humpty Trumpty’- just brilliant!!
Your Florida home sounds like a haven. Happy swimming – and, eventually, walking… soak up some of that sun pour moi – it’s freezing ? here!!