Just to reiterate, this time we drove from Long Island to St. Petersburg, Florida, and then went to Senoia, Georgia, and then drove back home again.
It was a dizzying 2,700-mile journey, but it was generally a lot of fun.
And for the first time, at least for me, I was able to chronicle a lot of the stuff that we did on Facebook.
To a certain extent, that made the trip even more fun, but the good thing is that I wasn't so tied into Facebook that I felt constricted; I posted when I wanted to post, just a few times to let people see where we were and where we had been.
I did go live, at the Yankees-Rays game that we saw, but only briefly, and since the Yankees lost, it was fun being at Tropicana Field, even though the end result wasn't anything to write home about.
There were other things not to write home about, either, but I did so anyway. The worst were the bug bites I got throughout my body, and mainly on my arms. They are still there, although they seem to be receding. I had them checked out by a doctor when we got home, and they could have been caused by anything from hornets to bed bugs from one of the places we stayed in leading up to getting to St. Petersburg. I have salve to put on them, but they seem to be in remittance.
Then we went to Senoia, which is a suburb on Atlanta, and we entered the world of "The Walking Dead," that super-hot cult TV show which has generated a cottage industry in this area, one of the many in Georgia and surrounding areas that they shoot the series in.
We took a few tours, walked around the town, ate there, and it was all fun, even for my son and myself, who don't really have an interest in the show. My wife does, and you know what they say, "A happy wife equals a happy marriage," but the fact of the matter was that the three of us had a lot of fun there, and we plan on visiting again in the future.
We did some swimming, ate out in locations that do not exist in our neck of the woods, and it was really nice to get away.
We got stuck in some epic rain storms while driving--not Barry, but another storm that hit Florida early on in the trip where entire communities were evacuated--but all in all, my 2014 Kia Optima pulled through with flying colors.
The weather was hot, with a high of 99 degrees not in Florida or Georgia, but while we were driving through Virginia on I-95.
However, the humidity in both Florida and Georgia was incredible, making the mid-90s temperatures seem even more oppressive.
We arrived home on Saturday afternoon, and after some time to unwind from the long trip, my son and I went back into the fray by attending a WWE wrestling event at Nassau Coliseum on Monday night.
Once that was over at 11 p.m., so was our vacation.
It was a good one for sure, but now work stares the three of us in the face.
None of us are looking forward to going back to our respective workplaces, but at least we have lots of memories--and lots of photos and Facebook posts--to remind us about all the fun we had on this vacation.
We can hopefully take another vacation next year, and if we are able to do so, it will be on a cruise. It doesn't matter where we leave from or where we are going, but we will be cruising next year, God willing.
And yes, I know that today is the 50th anniversary of the launch of the Apollo 11, which began our country's--and the world's--moon missions. It was an incredible time to be alive, I remember everything about the launch and the subsequent moon landing like it was yesterday.
If things had gone differently during the past 50 years, mankind might have already gone to Mars, but whatever the case, we had to go to the moon first, and today was the day that the impossible mission started its course representing humanity.
How could anyone who was around then forget the utter majesty of the entire mission? And it all started today, the first leg of the mission, going about 250,000 miles to that thing in the sky.
Kind of makes my family's 2,700-mile journey look like nothing.
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