Mom, Leah, and I (not Dad because he went to Arizona to visit Nana and Grandpa) took a sleepy midnight flight to Florida on the first. The flight was fine, despite the fact that it was quite loud and crampy as usual. We dozed in and out of sleep for the 3 hours and five minutes on the plane. We landed at five in the morining Florida time, and in our minds three in the morning. We got a spiffy little navy blue dodge cristler for our rental car, and got to Omi and Opi's house in Admirals Cove at 6:30am. We crawled into bed and didn't wake up until 9:30 because Dad called. I was going to get up, but I fell back into a deep sleep until 11:30am.
After we lazied around for another hour or so, we went to the Juno Beach. It was and still is pretty darn chilly for Florida (50 degrees and very windy). Before we went to the beach we went to the Loggerhead Marine Life Center. The center has turtles that are in rehab because they have been in boat accidents, tangled in nets, are sick etc. Then we decide we would walk o the beach for a little while. It was soooooo cold! It wouldn't have been that bad if it wasn't so windy, but it was windy, so it was cold. There was probably 20 maniacs surfing, and catching some pretty good waves from the choppy sea. There weren't a lot of sea shells today.
And now I'm waiting for dinner and I'm STARVING!!!!!!!
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