Our last morning in sunny Fort Lauderdale. We headed south around 9am to Miami airport, and became somewhat concerned when the GPS led us through several miles of really down-troddened neighborhoods. Trailer houses, check cashing facilities, strip joints, lots of homeless. We stopped briefly for gas, and even though he was only three feet away, Tom had me lock the car doors as soon as he stepped out. Makes you grateful for what you have...
Uneventful, yet long flight home connecting in Dulles again. We laughed at the onslaught of inaugural tourist-traps inside the airport. The capital is gearing up for January's main event!
Tom's already talking about planning a return trip to Florida this spring -- oh for a money tree!
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