20 Light Years From Now

The first week back in the Great White North was a challenge for both of us as we expected the snow to be gone, and the temperatures above freezing. When the mercury finally did rise and the sun appeared in a clear blue sky on Saturday morning we decided it was time for a little road trip to enjoy the scenery . 

Colour me a complete wimp, but I was unwilling to return home to the Great White North - especially when at the beginning of April it was STILL the Great White North.  So, we flew to Cuba.

Since our arrival at the farm there were so many telltale signs warmer temperatures were just around the corner. This week, however, winter returned with a vengeance.

Last week we said goodbye to Panama City Beach, but the locals hardly noticed. They were busy gearing up for the hoards of March breakers. And soon row upon row of wooden loungers returned to the beach after being in winter storage. 

It's hard to believe we've been in Panama City Beach for four months. It's even more of a stretch to come to terms with our pending departure (tomorrow), but as cliched as it sounds all good things must come to an end. Still, we learned quite a bit about ourselves. For starters we can tolerate each other long term,  and  in close quarters. Of course, having a sense of humour helps.

This week friends from home stayed for a few days in St. Andrews State Park, and naturally we had to get together. Monday afternoon Rae and Jean Guy came over to our condo for a swim and stayed for dinner.

St. George Island, Florida is a barrier island just south of Apalachicola and Eastpoint on the panhandle, and since we were in the vicinity we decided to take a look. The bridge connecting Apalachicola and  Eastpoint  is impressive and seems to stretch forever.