Here I go again. Tramping more or less the same ground as seven months ago. Thought I’d do Disney today to take a break and decided A) thirteen hours on your feet negotiating crowds is not exactly a recipe for relaxation and B) I’m on a mission and can’t afford distractions.
Dammit. I really wanted to see the Pirates and the Haunted Mansion. The latter, particularly, to erase the memory of the Nightmare Before Christmas abomination I was forced to suffer in Anaheim.
Back in Tallahassee. This is a nifty town: lots of college-dependent entertainments, surrounded by beautiful country, relatively cheap living, seeming abundance of work, etc. I just can’t get excited about living in Florida – even in the Panhandle – and you are pretty much land-locked here. No decent flights up north, no larger airport within reasonable (less than 2 hrs) distance, long drives to NSB, Orlando or Tampa. Lots of drawbacks. Bummer. I could while away some hours under the spanish moss.