David and I snuck out for a weekend away to FL for a chance to discuss parenting teenagers and to escape the pressures of bishoping. We stayed on a private beach. were driven around by retiree Uber drivers, visited the dolphin show at the aquarium, got stuck in a downpour, went on a jetski tour, got stuck in the Disco Van twice, tolerated drunkenness at crab island, shopped the Wharf and ate Dole Whips at Harborwalk Village. It was both serene and silly.
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