Day 27: The Beautiful Parking Lot Called Southwest Florida
Parking lots as far as the eye can see. Beautiful winter weather. An endless whish of passing cars. Old people talking about HOAs, retirement, and real estate. State parks on the beach that close early and don’t allow dogs or overnight parking. Beautiful spots of beaches where dogs can play in the ocean.
Flatness. Bike lanes. Developments. Convenience. No masks required. Handshakes welcome. Well-kept trails in recreational parks, all to yourself. Neighbors that don’t talk at home, just at Starbucks. Suburban creeks with gators, turtles, and osprey. Nice people. No mountains or hills. Yeah, the flatness might get to you, but the long bridges over clear water might make up for it.
This is what lies along the west coast of Florida south of Tampa. If I had better internet or no job I’d venture into Big Cypress or Everglades National Park, but maybe another time. Or maybe I don’t like Florida much beyond the weather. I’ll sit with this. Now is a good time to make some van optimizations and just enjoy being warm and in the sun. What else do you need? Not much.
I choose to be happy.