8:53 AM -- I just spent the last half hour fighting with a sluggish computer trying to get online to confirm reservations and print boarding passes. Mission finally accomplished.
Yesterday we left The Villages and went to visit Valerie's grandmother where she now lives in Chiefland, Florida. This was roughly 75 or 80 miles from The Villages in a northwesterly direction. We went out for lunch, looking for the "perfect" place -- kind of hard when you're a stranger and have no idea of where anything is, or how many (or few) choices will be available to you. We passed by BubbaQue's (although I've included a link because the web site is amusing if you have your sound on) and found a place 10 miles north in Fanning Springs called the Light House Restaurant, which serves steak and seafood. (I couldn't find a website for this place... sorry!)
Valerie tried a fish sandwich and it was one of the best she's ever had -- not a "filet o' fish" by any stretch of the imagination, but a nice fresh piece of fish (probably Grouper) that was lightly breaded (she could have ordered broiled instead). I ran through their salad bar which was actually pretty good... usually small town salad bars don't amount to much more than a bin of lettuce and your choice of two dressings. This restaurant had a good variety of toppings, other vegetables (no mushrooms, however) and pasta and potato salads, fruit, cottage cheese and a few other things I didn't even have the room to go back and try.
The drive home was uneventful, and Valerie napped on and off most of the way while I kept up with the traffic flow on southbound I-75. We stopped off at the UPS store and shipped the bike back to Boise, ran through the Starbucks at the same location and then came home. I went up to the local "Sweet Bay" grocery store and bought a turkey sandwich for my dinner and brought it home. The sliced onion in the sandwich stunk up the whole house, and both Valerie and her step dad were complaining about it. Interestingly, while I could smell it too I didn't really notice the taste as I ate the sandwich. Stealth onion????
What to do today? Who knows... George had a golf game up close to Orlando, so he's gone... nothing surprising there. Golf... George... they both start with "G" -- see the connection? Maybe we'll head over to St. Petersberg and look at the gulf... I would have liked to have visited Busch Gardens and played on their roller coasters, but the price for admission just seemed a little out of touch with reality. Twelve bucks for parking and $69.95 APIECE to get in the gate to stand around in the heat and humidity while waiting to get on the rides... I think we'll pass. A month from now the weather would be ideal for such pursuits... but I doubt the price tag will look any better!
Well... I guess we'd better get around to enjoying our last day here in Florida; tomorrow we'll be held captive in a couple of long metal tubes bearing the colors of United Airlines.
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