I drove for a couple of hours then turned over the seat to Larry after we stopped for gas so I could spend time online to find a place for the night.
I took a few on-the-road photos of dubious quality, as you will see, but not much of anything occurred today.
View out the passenger window of Escambia Bay as we were crossing over. Larry and I grew up in Florida, so these scenes are very familiar.
Can't help but hum the tune.
This is an oblique statement, suitable for a women's restroom.