Me and my feet in the Gulf. One of the few times that I could get near the Gulf. The storms caused dangerous rip tides and I never got closer to this foot in the waves stuff.
The hot tub was there every night and I was all over that.
Back in the States again.
We checked into the hotel, right on the money, per my mileage predictions. We ended up leaving two hours later than I had originally projected. Gal Pal Tammy likes to sleep in on her days off and she took full advantage of the day off.
Since I had decided to break the trip into two segment, this later departure was of no concern. We just arrived at the hotel at cocktail hour, rather than sitting around twiddling our thumbs with an earlier arrival.
We got all our stuff into the room and Tammy turned on the TV.
Hanna is going up the East Coast and Ike has changed course. At this time, it looks like it is going to hit Destin.
We may need to do a little, on the fly, travel planning.