We finally arrived last night at 6pm (after a 3 hour drive south from Tampa) to my dad and his wife, Diana, waiting - not so patiently so that we could go out to dinner.
The trip was not without incident though. I had just crossed the bridge onto the island and was driving (the speed limit thankfully!) behind an 18-wheeler and as he went through an intersection I looked up and saw that the signal was red.
I had just run a red light... and OF COURSE there was one of Marco Island's finest at the very intersection to see the whole thing.
So he pulled me over.
The good news is that he only gave me a warning, which means no fines or court dates. (And, no, I didn't flirt with him to get out of it either.)
We arrive, unpack the car, and head out to dinner at a pizza place my dad and Diana had discovered a couple of years ago. 'Best Pizza Ever' according to Diana and is was really good.
Got back to the condo in time to walk along the beach for the sunset and some choice shell hunting.
I can feel myself already unwinding... I'm sure the 3 glasses of wine are helping too. *wink
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