You really never forget...

I made it back from Florida!

I learned a few things.  

1.  Three nights (really just two days) is not long enough to go to the beach.

2.  You need a vacation from your vacation (I was so exhausted yesterday I never got out of my pajamas).

3.  You really never forget how to ride a bicycle.

We took the really long (and dark) way to Florida on Thursday.  We didn't get out of Atlanta until 7:30pm because Krista had to work.  It was almost 2am (Atlanta time) when we got to Florida.  The drive there was awful.  We drove all the way to Montgomery and took 331 all the way into Fort Walton.  It took hours.  It was a dark, two lane road and hard to navigate because there are no lights.  Don't go that way.  We were exhausted when we got there but still managed to stay up (watching The Hand That Rocks The Cradle on TBS) until like 5am.  We awoke early on Friday and hit the beach.

Saturday we got up super early again and went to breakfast (at The Red Bar - sooooo good.  It's in Grayton Beach and you must go there if you ever in that part of Florida).  We came back to our room (we stayed in Santa Rosa) and rented bikes.  I honestly don't think I've been on a bicycle in 15 years.  I was wobbly at first, but soon it came back to me and it was like I never stopped riding.  It is so true that you don't forget.  I was amazed.  We ended up riding about 3.5 miles back to Red Bar for drinks (I stuck with water because the ride wore me out and I knew we had to ride back).  We saw this awesome bluegrass band.  Then we rode back the 3.5 miles to our hotel.  So, after not having been on a bike in years I did about 7 miles.  I felt like a superstar (a very sore superstar).  Then we headed to the beach and I took a nap in my beach chair under an umbrella.  So relaxing.

We came home on Sunday and took another way back to Atlanta and it seemed faster (but maybe because it was daylight and I could see the road ahead of me). 

The wedding was really beautiful too.

I'm just happy to be home, but now it's back to reality and that's the reality of finding a job.  

Well, in two weeks we'll be off to New Orleans.  So it will be nice to have another break from reality.

Oh, and major sads about Bea Arthur.  I'll miss her.