tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42162380849881365792024-03-05T08:14:59.950-05:00An Introvert Explores the WorldJeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-13119637678522365212020-12-14T21:28:00.059-05:002022-09-11T20:39:54.298-04:00My Top 100 Things to See and Do in Florida (With an Emphasis on Central Florida)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLlT6NoAuG0j9btSl5MxZUWzWed-abxZpPIG6BBYmbumgglHe1zNyAcTRASOf5AH-C6_PLSkMMdve0BlXeNX7mOnxRKpiBiuH7t9SZwRZ_QxcwZHfN7K-4KQYlAVeDs6FYJHRXh0R9Qcw/s1200/Florida+2.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1194" data-original-width="1200" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLlT6NoAuG0j9btSl5MxZUWzWed-abxZpPIG6BBYmbumgglHe1zNyAcTRASOf5AH-C6_PLSkMMdve0BlXeNX7mOnxRKpiBiuH7t9SZwRZ_QxcwZHfN7K-4KQYlAVeDs6FYJHRXh0R9Qcw/w400-h398/Florida+2.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Outdoors</span></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><b>1.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Swimming with Manatees</b>: One of the most
unique experiences to be discovered in Florida is swimming with the manatees in
Crystal River. This is the only place in the world that you can legally swim
alongside the gentle sea cows. During the winter months, the manatees flock to
the warmer waters within Crystal River, which significantly increases the
number of manatees you are likely to encounter. Several tour operators,
including American Pro Diving Center, will take you on a boat tour and provide
all of the necessary equipment for snorkeling if you don’t have your own.
Manatees are a protected species, so you are not allowed to feed or chase after
them, but these friendly animals are known to swim up to you on occasion,
giving you an extremely up-close view.<b> </b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">If you prefer to stay on dry land to view
the manatees, then Blue Spring State Park in Orange City is the next best location to spot
manatees. On cold days there are upwards of 500 manatees in these springs,
which you can comfortably view from the boardwalk that lines the waterway.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><o:p></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcc2w5xGKg-3hOkR_BWxRl84HLzNH6_ViulBc_dZBOJS3slKqNxnIC4KREy3FOoVWSVLw_XzDa3cPAonL_RuaNSHEICOMOPprIA2v5-CwY3jfYARWW0Pw_7VbRI1Ay9csk-u2IOrbDU8Y/s2048/B7349EF2-495A-4C2B-8B34-2EA15D4A49CB.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcc2w5xGKg-3hOkR_BWxRl84HLzNH6_ViulBc_dZBOJS3slKqNxnIC4KREy3FOoVWSVLw_XzDa3cPAonL_RuaNSHEICOMOPprIA2v5-CwY3jfYARWW0Pw_7VbRI1Ay9csk-u2IOrbDU8Y/s320/B7349EF2-495A-4C2B-8B34-2EA15D4A49CB.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Swimming with the manatees</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><b>2.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Tubing</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: A perfect way to spend a lazy
afternoon is tubing down a river with a group of friends. Several of the most
famous and popular waterways for tubing are Rock Springs in Apopka, Ginnie
Springs in High Springs, and Ichetucknee Springs in Fort White (with the longest stretch of river allowing for 3.5 hours of float time from one end to the other and shuttle transportation available). The water is refreshingly cool and clear because the
waters are spring-fed, which makes for an ideal way to enjoy the fresh water. Come
early as these parks can fill up very quickly! Picnic tables and camping sites
are also available, for when you finally decide to get out of the cool water
and dry off.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><o:p></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin-65RU5_DrmPgoVB2vazvMgmbjPE87p3MuzE90QIp4L7px05RzFbSXVzXtOGJ4-DQM2MchrYUUeuiR9dotGsiEC8RTpQQmVhsSziUpvbftg96D9do-Yh7i7P0d8os7WiC5hzbKuKAYMc/s2048/IMG_6498.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1345" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin-65RU5_DrmPgoVB2vazvMgmbjPE87p3MuzE90QIp4L7px05RzFbSXVzXtOGJ4-DQM2MchrYUUeuiR9dotGsiEC8RTpQQmVhsSziUpvbftg96D9do-Yh7i7P0d8os7WiC5hzbKuKAYMc/s320/IMG_6498.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tubing along the shaded Rock Springs</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><b>3.</b><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;"><b> </b>
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Kayaking</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: Kayaking is a wonderful way to
get out into nature and see a lot of wildlife in their natural habitat.
Depending upon where you kayak, you are bound to see countless birds, fish, and
yes, even the occasional alligator. While this may seem unnerving, alligators
will typically leave you alone as long as you do not antagonize them – so keep
a wide berth and you should be fine! While there are many coastal waterways to
kayak along, one of my favorite inland rivers is the Econlockhatchee River. There is a gentle
current to guide you along, and the occasional fallen tree to maneuver around
to add to the excitement. And don’t worry if you don’t have your own kayak – companies
like Econ Outfitters will provide the kayaks and even transport you back to
your starting point so that you never have to worry about how to get back to
your car.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHTdAS9lJaEIgVacISzfIVErtwudfyjJR22BwTsE-Zs0gnVLD-cFG-X7CzJyjdPXRjY4ajuSxfgi-jIAQdCKmifFn4A7SrxL7OJ2sOw40roVsn1W9GmhmDbQ-ek9WYzBXsJvnInlABDAc/s2048/E8E8E2DD-B089-4C74-B99D-4599D9D75605.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHTdAS9lJaEIgVacISzfIVErtwudfyjJR22BwTsE-Zs0gnVLD-cFG-X7CzJyjdPXRjY4ajuSxfgi-jIAQdCKmifFn4A7SrxL7OJ2sOw40roVsn1W9GmhmDbQ-ek9WYzBXsJvnInlABDAc/s320/E8E8E2DD-B089-4C74-B99D-4599D9D75605.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Kayaking on the Econlockhatchee River</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b>4.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Beaches</b>: Florida is synonymous with
beaches, and everyone has their favorite beach to choose from. I prefer the
gulf coast beaches (such as Destin and Clearwater) because the water is cleaner
and gentler, with beautiful soft, white sand. However, many prefer the busier
beaches on the Atlantic side such as Daytona Beach or New Smyrna Beach, which
are renowned for their spring break crowds and surfers. Wherever you decide to
go, make sure to bring plenty of sunscreen and reapply as needed, because the
Florida sun can be brutal!</p></div><p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><o:p></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Us2SPspw4aPPdh0N1CsqIrPvN8ZMmJWseYbItJEAhd1ndzP5IzhIhDe_a1GkWDi8FjVMOQZg75pkYuE_KlPqXhW1ko0deQqlIC8x15DQpOyttSqSAYKk99NjbekXrBHmSuiXXTDT5tQ/s2048/IMG_8212.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Us2SPspw4aPPdh0N1CsqIrPvN8ZMmJWseYbItJEAhd1ndzP5IzhIhDe_a1GkWDi8FjVMOQZg75pkYuE_KlPqXhW1ko0deQqlIC8x15DQpOyttSqSAYKk99NjbekXrBHmSuiXXTDT5tQ/s320/IMG_8212.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Beautiful beaches of Destin</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">5.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Searching for Sea Shells (Sanibel/Captiva
Island)</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: Shell lovers from all over the world come to the islands of
Sanibel and Captiva off of Florida’s gulf coast to search for shells. Due to
the broad underwater shelf with gentle currents, these beaches are a prime spot
to discover countless intact shells of all shapes and sizes. The best time to
go shelling is during low tide when more of the shore is exposed, especially
after a strong storm passes through. As a general rule, the smaller seashells
are found on the Lighthouse end of the island chain on Sanibel, while the
larger shells are nearer Captiva and North Captiva. Among the species you may
find include conch, whelk, cockle, scallop, murex, tulip, sand dollar, and the
elusive junonia. Happy hunting as you join everyone in the “Sanibel Stoop”
stance while searching for shells!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">6.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Everglades</b>: Florida is home to just one
UNESCO World Heritage Site – the tropical wetlands of the Everglades in
southern Florida. This unique ecosystem is not found anywhere else on earth,
and is caused by water from Lake Okeechobee forming a vast and slow-moving
river flowing southward across the state. There are a variety of ways to
discover the Everglades, from the guided tram tour of Shark Valley, to walking
along the boardwalk trails of the Anhinga Trail and the Gumbo Limbo Trail. Park
rangers offer canoe trips along the wetlands where you can paddle through the
mangroves and spot alligators and birds along the way. Take your time and enjoy
the sights and sounds of the wildlife, and you will be surprised at how much
incredible nature there is to see! And if you want a break from all the nature
tours, take a guided tour of the Nike Hercules Missile Base HM-69 which is a
remnant of the Cold War where you can walk through the missile assembly
building, storage barns, guardhouse, and underground control room (between December and March only).<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV2EIJyznNbO0YKHHKGa7izIVAS2UvGdzNyBQBpPdgtg4phf-7u6D_-EvSFaauyCyh22liaDawFAdgNWGGT4JuKNuxwJNJ44wP-CZEpA2EiGZOGQHA9mmzmmGfm2vYDBuuhBkvEFYr7ho/s960/F3721664-0153-4171-ADA6-8B881ECBBB89.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV2EIJyznNbO0YKHHKGa7izIVAS2UvGdzNyBQBpPdgtg4phf-7u6D_-EvSFaauyCyh22liaDawFAdgNWGGT4JuKNuxwJNJ44wP-CZEpA2EiGZOGQHA9mmzmmGfm2vYDBuuhBkvEFYr7ho/s320/F3721664-0153-4171-ADA6-8B881ECBBB89.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Kayaking among the mangroves in the Everglades</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">7.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Bioluminescent Kayaking</b>: Florida’s
Indian River lagoon on the east coast is the most reliable spot in the entire
continental United States to see bioluminescence. There are two types/seasons
of bioluminescence in Florida, so it is important to time your trips
appropriately. During the warmer months of May to October, bioluminescent
plankton (dinoflagellates) turn the water a ghostly bluish-green when the water
is disturbed by paddling or by swimming fish. The winter months between November
and March are the prime months to see the glowing Comb Jellies. Because these
tours are dependent upon dark skies, the ideal time to go is during a new moon
when the light is minimal. There are several outfitters that offer various
tours (kayaking, paddleboarding, rafting) such as A Day Away Kayak Tours, BK
Adventure, and Get Up and Go Kayaking, but book in advance as these tours can
fill up quickly.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib-fEXH7aIK2QHOwLdVUhqtE0kQqVg5ncEkdpPUX-4gn4uyo_LjOXTfyThq1OpvwPJ-MFiVpp5PzDCjTFvfR3ZHjB1u6lgbrv6dcwCUtcGYnU1VL1hoMdzCLnDmkEo2CsTeOMsowNVU94/s2048/4B21E7DF-AE16-4BB2-BFC1-1774B8F2D340.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1255" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib-fEXH7aIK2QHOwLdVUhqtE0kQqVg5ncEkdpPUX-4gn4uyo_LjOXTfyThq1OpvwPJ-MFiVpp5PzDCjTFvfR3ZHjB1u6lgbrv6dcwCUtcGYnU1VL1hoMdzCLnDmkEo2CsTeOMsowNVU94/s320/4B21E7DF-AE16-4BB2-BFC1-1774B8F2D340.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Bioluminescent comb jellies in a jar</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
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</span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Snorkeling / Scuba Diving in the Florida Keys</b>:
The Florida Reef is the only living coral barrier reef in the continental
United States, and the third largest reef system in the world. This makes
Florida the ideal spot for snorkeling and scuba diving to see the colorful fish
living within the reef. Most of the Florida Keys have easy access to portions
of the reef, so there are many places to go to explore the reef. Some of the
best locations are Looe Key, John Pennekamp Coral Reef State Park in Key Largo,
Alligator Reef, and Dry Tortugas National Park. You are liable to see
parrotfish, angelfish, eels, barracudas, dolphins, rays, invasive lion fish,
the occasional shark, and numerous other tropical fish and corals. And for
those who are able to scuba dive, there are also plenty of shipwrecks to
explore. Many boat operators are available to take groups out to the reefs, so
you should have no problems participating in this relaxing and immersive
adventure.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
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</span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Hiking</b>: Hiking is available
year-round in Florida, although the months between November and March are the
prime hiking months to avoid the oppressive heat and afternoon thunderstorms.
There are hundreds of hiking trails available throughout the state, most of
which can be found within state parks and preserves, where wildlife spotting is
at its best. Make sure you bring sun protection and insect repellent as both
can be brutal depending on the time of year.<b> </b>While there are many
excellent trails to explore, some of the top-rated hiking trails in Central
Florida include the following: <b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 1in; mso-list: l1 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Little Big Econ State Forest (Geneva)</b>: contains
trails through the forest which meander along a river designated an Outstanding
Florida Waterway<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 1in; mso-list: l1 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span><b>Corkscrew Swamp Sanctuary (Naples)</b>: a 2.25 mile long continuous boardwalk through a pine flatwood, wet prairie, a marsh, and the largest old-growth bald cypress forest in North America with many chances for bird and animal watching</p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 1in; mso-list: l1 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Circle B Bar Reserve (Lakeland)</b>: a former
cattle ranch that boasts of plenty of wildlife throughout their oak hammock,
freshwater wetlands, and marsh habitats, with especially an abundance of water
birds and alligators<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
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</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Orlando Wetlands Park (Christmas)</b>: a
man-made wetland with trails along the marsh and through the cypress swamp
which are renowned for bird watching</p>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Ravine Gardens State Park (Palatka): </b>several
miles of hiking trails wind around the ravines in this park, which is known for
their azaleas lining the trails (peak blooming season is between January and
March)<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 1in; mso-list: l1 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Little Manatee River State Park (Wimauma)</b>:
contains 6.5 miles of shaded, looped trails through several habitats with
abundant wildlife and river views. Additionally, there are 12 miles of shared
equestrian/hiking trails to explore, and plenty of kayaking along the river<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7P9-_aM1G7IQgNSSk12NG-tWQGwmpfD6A81CH8BwrzslggCRTopWsK963YPNSN4Y1gzA3FhNW2C9qwqGPyt3IC7dz115OUJNjBf6ymCbTM1sMCxSuO1U0JQJTv1EAsHz6VOH7dV7dSA/s2048/9F12D484-E192-41BF-AA79-206655F30211.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7P9-_aM1G7IQgNSSk12NG-tWQGwmpfD6A81CH8BwrzslggCRTopWsK963YPNSN4Y1gzA3FhNW2C9qwqGPyt3IC7dz115OUJNjBf6ymCbTM1sMCxSuO1U0JQJTv1EAsHz6VOH7dV7dSA/s320/9F12D484-E192-41BF-AA79-206655F30211.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hiking along the Alligator Alley trail in Circle B Bar Reserve</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKK5TmSkIfzkMn5ifUdoDBV2YQxTMDEjklvhu9asLZgcBZ8fvC63LI_wXAck1nD0KRQ9EXxVZxYGjwvn_4mHSVbnm2cjmgM10N4gNl5oZoQzYYwaHxhNvLpo1wIqHl7OsbvlAZh4icTY8/s2048/E7586839-68FB-475D-9475-C32483249391.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKK5TmSkIfzkMn5ifUdoDBV2YQxTMDEjklvhu9asLZgcBZ8fvC63LI_wXAck1nD0KRQ9EXxVZxYGjwvn_4mHSVbnm2cjmgM10N4gNl5oZoQzYYwaHxhNvLpo1wIqHl7OsbvlAZh4icTY8/s320/E7586839-68FB-475D-9475-C32483249391.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Extensive boardwalk trails in Corkscrew Swamp Sanctuary</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">10.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Silver
Springs State Park</b>: These springs were the first tourist attraction in all
of Florida, and several old Hollywood movies were filmed here including six
Tarzan movies, Rebel Without a Cause, and Creature from the Black Lagoon. While
you can kayak and canoe along the waterways, the most popular way to experience
them is on the famous glass-bottom boats which enable you to see all of the
sparkling clear waters below. During these boat tours you are likely to see
alligators, manatees, turtles, and plenty of fish and birds. Several old movie
props were left behind in the waters as well as Native American and Spanish
artifacts, which can all be seen through the glass bottom of the boats. After
your journey along the springs, there are hiking trails to enjoy, a small
museum devoted to local natural history, and a Cracker Village replica of a 19<sup>th</sup>
century pioneer settlement to explore.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNzV_qUrp9N7pCQRalcJyoRQXsFJMh65X_gaemaspT2G9eyyV9JIxQG8XosOE2zvIVmIKB_KGBhrSE5rwjYG5CLwbnNWwhOwo6HIwuZMEqUYjnozNPZfY-mG61jlMG59YeOZ1UqgupoGc/s2048/IMG_8883.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1375" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNzV_qUrp9N7pCQRalcJyoRQXsFJMh65X_gaemaspT2G9eyyV9JIxQG8XosOE2zvIVmIKB_KGBhrSE5rwjYG5CLwbnNWwhOwo6HIwuZMEqUYjnozNPZfY-mG61jlMG59YeOZ1UqgupoGc/s320/IMG_8883.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Glass bottom boat tours in Silver Springs</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">11.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Winter
Park Scenic Boat Tour</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: Nestled amidst the beautiful town of Winter Park is
Lake Osceola, which is the starting point for this relaxing hour-long boat tour
along the rivers and canals which connect the waterways. During this boat ride
you get to see native Florida wildlife and learn about the history and owners
of many of the million-dollar mansions that you pass along the way, including
the home where Fred Rogers (Mister Rogers) used to live. The tour guide
intersperses silly humor along with interesting nuggets of information about
the area, and this boat ride is a great introduction to the town and history of
Winter Park.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSswjoWl1inq-qsLW1OSSq8tCKSJeqAh3Oh4qvTpSc-zw_G9vgSaTbsdSRv_M33UnJwxwEq_qzfNETraZyD27Oo_1rlxWyeYw52hxoljAulR-ftXUciie90-VPbbU5HeH913-nyzG5pjg/s2048/20D2F85E-AAB3-4B6B-B0B2-325FCAAF4225.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSswjoWl1inq-qsLW1OSSq8tCKSJeqAh3Oh4qvTpSc-zw_G9vgSaTbsdSRv_M33UnJwxwEq_qzfNETraZyD27Oo_1rlxWyeYw52hxoljAulR-ftXUciie90-VPbbU5HeH913-nyzG5pjg/s320/20D2F85E-AAB3-4B6B-B0B2-325FCAAF4225.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Boating along the scenic canals connecting the lakes</div><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">12.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Florida
Caverns State Park</b>: You may not expect a state with the lowest elevation to
house a walkable cave system, but Florida is full of surprises! Florida Caverns
in Marianna has your one opportunity to explore natural caves in Florida and
admire the stalactites and stalagmites adorning the interior. The interior is a
cool 65 degrees year-round, so this is a perfect way too cool down on a hot
day. In addition to the cave system, the park has plenty of hiking trails,
although Hurricane Michael destroyed much of the canopied forest in 2018,
leaving a broken shell of what it once was, but regrowth efforts are in full
force.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">13.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></b><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Fossil Hunting</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: Millions of years
ago, Florida used to be submerged under the sea, resulting in an accumulation
of marine animals on the sea floor over the millennia. As the sea levels
receded, it became possible to hunt for exposed fossils in specific regions of
the state, including Peace River in Wauchula. A fossil hunting permit is
required to search for vertebrates, but tour companies like Paleo Discoveries
will take care of that for you. Join a professional guide to find the best
spots along the waterway to dig and sift for fossils. You are likely to find an
abundance of shark teeth, and maybe even a coveted Megalodon tooth if you’re
lucky! The best time of year to go is during the dry season (from October
through April) when the water levels are low, making it easier to dig the river
bottom.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDPkd0QXaKzqMJfJRqk-qivsV8CMXvNhYqRHExr1welb6fVGVzte0xdCnyeH6sR_EbBldJWfR2ohb9FPIQWYO_2bVS5ZmXDczOTWdtCcceo_FgZuiBCZsKlncOBPgiCt9CDaG1H_zo2yo/s1428/C2DDB993-2561-4D74-ABB7-3BC33F1D406D.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1081" data-original-width="1428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDPkd0QXaKzqMJfJRqk-qivsV8CMXvNhYqRHExr1welb6fVGVzte0xdCnyeH6sR_EbBldJWfR2ohb9FPIQWYO_2bVS5ZmXDczOTWdtCcceo_FgZuiBCZsKlncOBPgiCt9CDaG1H_zo2yo/s320/C2DDB993-2561-4D74-ABB7-3BC33F1D406D.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hunting for fossils in the Peace River</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">14.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>De
Leon Springs State Park / Old Spanish Sugar Mill</b>: Make sure to come early
and come hungry to this local institution at the springs! The line for a table
starts to grow very quickly, because the pancakes served here are delicious and
a fun experience for the entire family. Griddles are built into the tables, and
the all-you-can eat pancake batter is brought in large jugs for you to prepare
just the way you like them. With the choice of many toppings to add to the pancakes,
as well as other sides such as eggs, sausage, and bacon, you will leave feeling
like you ate too much, but it’s worth every calorie! Afterwards, you can take a
ride on the pontoon tour boat to float along the De Leon Springs and learn
about the native wildlife while keeping an eye out for alligators and birds.
There is also a large swimming area, kayak rentals, hiking trails, and many
other ways to spend the day and stay active after your gluttonous breakfast.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRTQoXLP86MWxav8HukdQk1PUQN9vvrZf9YZVj7GiuVEIh8WomVJV3mic2cNrUoW7teyMbHbgI5QYq92W8syjZXSjDxhs6Ee0lE1Gbe3E_LEdhHVM6oopvsg6QY9BPsuypBJEs-LtHq7g/s803/E0C15DE9-C30D-4EE9-A101-D30BA3300D98.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="546" data-original-width="803" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRTQoXLP86MWxav8HukdQk1PUQN9vvrZf9YZVj7GiuVEIh8WomVJV3mic2cNrUoW7teyMbHbgI5QYq92W8syjZXSjDxhs6Ee0lE1Gbe3E_LEdhHVM6oopvsg6QY9BPsuypBJEs-LtHq7g/s320/E0C15DE9-C30D-4EE9-A101-D30BA3300D98.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">De Leon Springs and the Old Spanish Sugar Mill</div><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Animals and Wildlife</span><o:p></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">15.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>ZooTampa at Lowry Park</b>: This top-notch zoo in Tampa encompasses 56 acres of
naturalistic animal exhibits in a tropical setting. The zoo has sections
devoted to Asia, Africa, Australia, and Florida, caring for more than 1,100
animals, many of which are endangered or threatened. There are four aviaries
within the zoo and an impressive Primate World with an extensive collection of
monkeys, orangutans, lemurs, and more from around the world. The Asia section
contains tigers, an Indian Rhino feeding encounter, and leopards, while the
Africa section has giraffe feedings and a safari tram ride through the exhibits
for plenty of animal sightings. In addition to all of the animals, there are
several rides as well, including a flume ride and a tiger coaster for the whole
family to enjoy.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA61_H7I7W8nPmGXd1K6N5N6WLJ546rp9_MXpBfjues5iHoEg1_IJVhGLuRR5E5RyBZGqxrW4y8VV__t6re7xV5v8cd8JeZ-yDNJxHcbhsoUxbprUc-eyK28v3oVQtQkbF_Cf7wb7ag9E/s960/1C14842F-D49D-4F4D-BBD0-D5EA316E0DFC.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="734" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA61_H7I7W8nPmGXd1K6N5N6WLJ546rp9_MXpBfjues5iHoEg1_IJVhGLuRR5E5RyBZGqxrW4y8VV__t6re7xV5v8cd8JeZ-yDNJxHcbhsoUxbprUc-eyK28v3oVQtQkbF_Cf7wb7ag9E/s320/1C14842F-D49D-4F4D-BBD0-D5EA316E0DFC.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Baby elephant with its parents at ZooTampa at Lowry Park</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">16.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Zoo
Miami</b>: The largest zoo in Florida is located in Miami and houses over 3,000
animals within over 100 exhibits. The zoo is separated into five main sections:
Asia, Africa, Amazon, Australia, and the Florida Everglades, all linked by a
monorail to provide easy access around the park. Some of the most popular
animals include tigers, elephants, giraffes, hippos, rhinoceroses, jaguars, and
koalas. There is also an aviary featuring 300 rare birds of 70 species that you
can walk through. For those who enjoy up-close animal encounters, there are
opportunities to feed and interact with tortoises, giraffes, camels, rhinos,
and parrots.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6WNvQj8hzlu9h4DpcFTk_xPq6i2uKxhWEVkTKkQeB629ANyYQW4LchQ7uLoMpcAHU0dGW3bw6tgxVCMVCUo7Cs_9-3OWxRltzuftK77JscWrLfjBKb3tq7L8YgAYJXSO5cc9mdMPm_1y0nB3EMhIfHhVLVXz30EIpYvq--AP7nnTjgQmBipMih5Nc=s3321" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2145" data-original-width="3321" height="207" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6WNvQj8hzlu9h4DpcFTk_xPq6i2uKxhWEVkTKkQeB629ANyYQW4LchQ7uLoMpcAHU0dGW3bw6tgxVCMVCUo7Cs_9-3OWxRltzuftK77JscWrLfjBKb3tq7L8YgAYJXSO5cc9mdMPm_1y0nB3EMhIfHhVLVXz30EIpYvq--AP7nnTjgQmBipMih5Nc=s320" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tiger enclosure at Zoo Miami</div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">17.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Brevard
Zoo</b>: This is a compact zoo located in Melbourne that has a surprising
amount of wildlife available to see, divided into four main regions. In
Expedition Africa you can feed giraffes, watch the hilarious meerkat colony,
admire the rhinoceroses lumbering around with zebras, and spot some elusive
cheetahs. Other sections include Wild Florida, The Rainforest (South America),
and Lands of Change (Asia & Australia) with plenty of exotic and
interesting animals to admire. For an added perk, the zoo offers a kayaking
adventure through Expedition Africa where you can see many animals from the
water, really making you feel like you’re seeing the animals in the wild on a
safari.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiokvkzaBt-76aEgAP4oW2yMMacAp7cB6PWkqbBQGRlSfOxqvssGebj-mQzB7qoxcGkdmPSBtiTKrIgPffIdEfEI3ImFt4nGD89EIRFTG9732oLOJaPV-lI_XrHZ7p6WHRRQC5mly1W5YE/s2048/IMG_6887.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1172" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiokvkzaBt-76aEgAP4oW2yMMacAp7cB6PWkqbBQGRlSfOxqvssGebj-mQzB7qoxcGkdmPSBtiTKrIgPffIdEfEI3ImFt4nGD89EIRFTG9732oLOJaPV-lI_XrHZ7p6WHRRQC5mly1W5YE/s320/IMG_6887.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Kayaking through the Expedition Africa exhibit in Brevard Zoo</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">18.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Gatorland</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">:
Come to this Alligator Capital of the World for up-close adventures with
alligators and crocodiles. They have wild jumparoo shows to demonstrate how
high the gators can jump out of the water to catch food that the handlers are
dangling by hand. In addition to reptiles, Gatorland also has several Florida
panthers and bobcats that have been rehabilitated and deemed as non-releasable,
and are now on display to teach the public about these endangered animals. Throughout
the park they also have a petting zoo, tortoise feeding opportunities,
ziplining above the gator swamp, and off-roading on monster vehicles. For the
truly brave, you have the opportunity to feed the gators and even have a
photo-op with a full-sized gator!</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigbw3P4XI5QHBbSa_A4BErAdYhHo4XbLvhn50OZ5ZOpfVSjG4V6Z9lCw9ZmH32fMir-khq10cBlJjOjogo96OcJ7IpfQf9ka-LoyaCNYFmuMNYfTtAtn16djyG8aq6SM6hQe7YZr9wOKw/s720/8C149AEA-C832-45FE-82A9-18BC9350DC1A.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="502" data-original-width="720" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigbw3P4XI5QHBbSa_A4BErAdYhHo4XbLvhn50OZ5ZOpfVSjG4V6Z9lCw9ZmH32fMir-khq10cBlJjOjogo96OcJ7IpfQf9ka-LoyaCNYFmuMNYfTtAtn16djyG8aq6SM6hQe7YZr9wOKw/s320/8C149AEA-C832-45FE-82A9-18BC9350DC1A.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Alligator feeding show at Gatorland</div><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">19.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Giraffe
Ranch</b>: Deep in the heart of Dade City lies a unique ranch with exotic
creatures straight from the savannahs of Africa. There are several ways to
explore the ranch – by camel, Segway, or jeep. Your experienced zoo guide will
take you through the ranch and explain all about the animals you see along the
way. You really feel like you’re on a wild African safari much more so than
anything you can experience at the zoo. There are ostriches, zebras, giraffes,
rhinoceroses, and plenty of other animals to encounter on this safari
adventure. Afterwards, you even have the opportunity to feed the giraffes,
lemurs, otters, rhinoceroses in a one-of-a-kind adventure – hand feeding a
rhinoceros and feeling it’s slobbery mouth, and then getting the chance to hose
it down for a refreshing bath is an experience not to be missed! <b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsuDjtAbB20Vxhlrpnu5IzQXIhyphenhyphenZLFglJt8TCWTrnJxuXQI6-mjocTcNCcg9q7BmzILi92oJU_a-ysrhjBRIuyHtNLbnHyME8aJniOPegakaXeXoAnj7aJnGVOq4Yp6-6-_HDaDShl310/s875/772CF2B8-A6F5-48F9-9CC0-E1DBD57FE43A.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="567" data-original-width="875" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsuDjtAbB20Vxhlrpnu5IzQXIhyphenhyphenZLFglJt8TCWTrnJxuXQI6-mjocTcNCcg9q7BmzILi92oJU_a-ysrhjBRIuyHtNLbnHyME8aJniOPegakaXeXoAnj7aJnGVOq4Yp6-6-_HDaDShl310/s320/772CF2B8-A6F5-48F9-9CC0-E1DBD57FE43A.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Feeding the rhinoceroses at Giraffe Ranch</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">20.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Single
Vision</b>: This wildlife facility is operated by Carl Bovard, and he truly has
a passion for animal welfare and conservationism. He rescues these animals from
situations where previous owners can no longer take care of them, and he gives
them a loving home with massive enclosures to roam. He specializes in large
felines (lions, tigers, bobcats, panthers, etc) but also has several bears,
lemurs, kinkajous, and other exotic animals. You can join Carl on a guided tour
of his facility and learn about each of the animals that he lovingly cares for.
He does not allow breeding at his facility, but occasionally he will rescue a
young tiger or lion, which affords you a unique opportunity to play with the
cubs while they are still young. There are many questionable facilities in
existence, but you can rest assured that these animals are exceedingly well
taken care of, and Carl devotes his entire life to education and taking care of
his animals.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-3JFWgH7gbbsR3Dn9muhfSZexVvDRmwVcI2OfOqSZ8W2q02Pu21ER6dJj5md2ZwY2RBIL70A8ArXx8SdijUd8Qa8MDfQefLi0nit1Xfjpbfwi9pRYyYRnsrcqfZDlG-Fg-yNG6FmTKbU/s821/CD796D49-90F4-4A2F-A406-562AC4CD3711.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="821" data-original-width="640" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-3JFWgH7gbbsR3Dn9muhfSZexVvDRmwVcI2OfOqSZ8W2q02Pu21ER6dJj5md2ZwY2RBIL70A8ArXx8SdijUd8Qa8MDfQefLi0nit1Xfjpbfwi9pRYyYRnsrcqfZDlG-Fg-yNG6FmTKbU/s320/CD796D49-90F4-4A2F-A406-562AC4CD3711.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Petting the baby tiger at Single Vision</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">21.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Lion
Country Safari</b>: You can visit the wild lands of Africa simply by visiting
Lion Country Safari in Loxahatchee and doing a self-drive through their safari
habitats. This preserve is separated into seven sections, each with various
exotic species that you would typically see in Africa, including zebras, lions,
giraffes, rhinoceroses, impala, ostriches, and many more. While you drive along
at your own pace, expect to spend about 90 minutes on this drive-thru safari,
spotting all the animals and getting some amazing photos. Afterwards, be sure
to check out their adjoining Safari World park, where you can see more animals
in a small zoo environment, feed and pet some of the animals, and enjoy other
fun amenities like mini-golf, boat rides, and a splash park. <b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcknJs25ksyDfLkEDgvj1h-Ku5NCdlwvV6l6cUXgv96U44hnlXnwVOnxx6qLKYhvFI08t4bVaPmcb6R1h9AfXTP2lp_KCJEXdOinmn1mj-6PfS4S7fyk3NRBTPrEP6NNUK3P5rapc7lqc/s2033/A7E38E1E-BFEC-4583-8CB8-0F3C5D3C914A.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1355" data-original-width="2033" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcknJs25ksyDfLkEDgvj1h-Ku5NCdlwvV6l6cUXgv96U44hnlXnwVOnxx6qLKYhvFI08t4bVaPmcb6R1h9AfXTP2lp_KCJEXdOinmn1mj-6PfS4S7fyk3NRBTPrEP6NNUK3P5rapc7lqc/s320/A7E38E1E-BFEC-4583-8CB8-0F3C5D3C914A.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Coming across some rhinoceroses on the Lion Country Safari drive</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">22.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Butterfly
World</b>: These butterfly and bird gardens in Coconut Creek are your best
opportunity to see over one hundred different species of butterflies all in one
location. The massive tropical rain forest enclosure is the highlight of the
park, and every step you take there are dozens of butterflies flittering about.
There are reputedly more than 20,000 butterflies at any given time, so you are
bound to get some amazing photos, especially when they land on you. There is
also an area where you can see butterflies emerging from their hanging
chrysalises as they take their first flights through the air. In addition to
the butterflies, there are several aviaries where you can see colorful birds
and have the chance to feed some of them as well.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHSAlZ5GrEm1cpL1CAUjVqlRsCQAkCISMdCSglVc2XJ-WgNAc2yRXroh7wFtP3-fP0bstlno_XVN8EXfOZYKgEU1RoeLmdGEHtRDdlwmCR9YwltnTBzIUY4-yI4SUelFHdDK6m2h4dLng/s1005/DSC01494.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="709" data-original-width="1005" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHSAlZ5GrEm1cpL1CAUjVqlRsCQAkCISMdCSglVc2XJ-WgNAc2yRXroh7wFtP3-fP0bstlno_XVN8EXfOZYKgEU1RoeLmdGEHtRDdlwmCR9YwltnTBzIUY4-yI4SUelFHdDK6m2h4dLng/s320/DSC01494.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One of many colorful butterflies at Butterfly World</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">23.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Sea
Turtle Egg Laying/Hatching</b>: One of Florida’s greatest natural wonders are
the endangered sea turtles that nest along the sandy beaches. During the summer
months, several sea turtle species (most commonly the loggerhead, green turtle,
and leatherback species) emerge from the sea at night and climb up on to the
sand. The sea turtle will then dig a deep hole and lay dozens of eggs into the
hole, cover it back up with sand, and then head back out to sea. Months later,
after surviving numerous dangers and hazards, baby sea turtles will hatch from
the eggs and waddle their way back to the ocean. They are guided by the
moonlight, which is why it is so imperative to turn off outdoor lights during
the hatching months, so as not to draw the hatchlings away from the sea. There
are several conservancy groups around Melbourne (Sea Turtle Conservancy and Sea
Turtle Preservation Society) that will allow you to join them on guided turtle
walks at night to see the egg-laying/hatching cycle of the sea turtle. Having
the opportunity to see these amazing creatures up close is a wonderful
opportunity and helps to instill an appreciation for preserving nature for
future generations.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg72C6_hZ7AsjfzZwhrqS8rv_Gx_eMqmEVmvkFLqDN6pCuIzOME0rdouNq9pFf6KigZT6wq4wg1guwvqXYcRo3jP9NsIobbDhHNSgoyDmTSRSM3EIkYwn_6y9MDrW2HM0WO1MTWsL9FNXo/s649/71B29720-4FCE-4C0F-932B-E2C2D0A3C904.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="649" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg72C6_hZ7AsjfzZwhrqS8rv_Gx_eMqmEVmvkFLqDN6pCuIzOME0rdouNq9pFf6KigZT6wq4wg1guwvqXYcRo3jP9NsIobbDhHNSgoyDmTSRSM3EIkYwn_6y9MDrW2HM0WO1MTWsL9FNXo/s320/71B29720-4FCE-4C0F-932B-E2C2D0A3C904.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nesting loggerhead sea turtle on our official turtle walk</div><div><br />
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">24.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Gatorama
Gator Hatching Festival</b>: This festival in Palmdale occurs each August when
the incubating gator eggs begin to hatch. You are given an egg that is on the
verge of hatching, and are able to hold it as the little gator chips his way
through the shell and emerges from the egg. You may not think of alligators as
adorable, but holding a cute baby gator in your hands will make you change your
opinion! Gatorama also has numerous adult gators as well, where trained
handlers feed the gators in dramatic and entertaining shows that will make you
hold your breath in suspense. There are plenty of other reptiles and native
Floridian creatures to see while you’re here, and if you’re feeling brave you
can even get a photo next to an adult alligator or even be a gator handler for
a day and feed them yourself!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Czn-bSoUmvA7bvysHCAm3n6auNPdew__Ag_e0lBNYwxGsj4rbduL5EkXaLJa1uZd8mAQExcrQ0hU7uCzwQXGhyphenhyphen86Oq6cRZKPcLwdoeRB8eiNTQlOoTo2PwGcss6IPuCkzZVMLlZau5A/s800/2EE286A5-84A8-43FF-AD32-2171B19E0B19.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="651" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Czn-bSoUmvA7bvysHCAm3n6auNPdew__Ag_e0lBNYwxGsj4rbduL5EkXaLJa1uZd8mAQExcrQ0hU7uCzwQXGhyphenhyphen86Oq6cRZKPcLwdoeRB8eiNTQlOoTo2PwGcss6IPuCkzZVMLlZau5A/s320/2EE286A5-84A8-43FF-AD32-2171B19E0B19.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hatching a baby gator from an egg at Gatorama</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">25.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Theater
of the Sea (swim with dolphins and sea lions)</b>: This marine mammal park in
Islamorada within the Keys offers many shows and interactions with the animals.
Their biggest attractions are the dolphin and sea lion shows and interactions,
where you can even swim with either of these mammals. In addition to the marine
mammals, they also have alligators, sea turtles, sting rays, sharks, and
parrots that you can interact with in various ways. If you prefer to relax
instead, they have beaches to enjoy or you can snorkel in their lagoon.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">26.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Two
Tails Ranch (elephants)</b>: At this ranch in Williston, you are able to take a
tour of the facility and see the ex-circus elephants living out their carefree
retirement years. The owner has been taking care of elephants her entire life,
and is happy to tell you fascinating stories about her unique experiences.
There is also a special “extreme encounter” tour where you spend several
additional hours on a private tour, and have the opportunity to feed and even
get down and dirty and wash the elephants during a good scrubbing. This
hands-on tour is an experience you will never forget!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgifgvBiJVjSN_oYCSaissukmPhg-oe5238oLjKhhRmB3ufxkXrPmK4oSifaHjBwpm9bTI9yKLOlpGbTdSBf9WTbvatxDJ7tqC9q2Io4H3eZyE5cRZow5tXbg4-xeU3WJozvKI1xTXHXuo/s1781/06A659A1-9EE1-487E-80B5-30ADC4486DB9.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1558" data-original-width="1781" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgifgvBiJVjSN_oYCSaissukmPhg-oe5238oLjKhhRmB3ufxkXrPmK4oSifaHjBwpm9bTI9yKLOlpGbTdSBf9WTbvatxDJ7tqC9q2Io4H3eZyE5cRZow5tXbg4-xeU3WJozvKI1xTXHXuo/s320/06A659A1-9EE1-487E-80B5-30ADC4486DB9.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Rinsing the elephant off after giving it a good scrubbing at Two Tails Ranch</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">27.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Lubee
Bat Conservancy</b>: This bat conservatory located in Gainesville provides the
unique opportunity to view some of the largest and most endangered species of
bats in the world. They house 200 bats representing 13 species, and you are
allowed to enter the screened enclosures for up close viewing of the bats. This
is a unique experience that is educational and will help you to appreciate the
importance of bats and realize they are not the scary creatures that the media
portrays them to be.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc53RHlhI872JN0LQMrK-RE3CQtBpe7SRg7bS34EX8MAvxJ6Su6Qwf9Dxeegqrtn1B9jPDeNLMFdRY600zQfvOjXcjG279_tCv7K67oBhYA5XVd177WR2ysuh_5ZmRJdAa4uMAQht855k/s3168/DSC05393.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2484" data-original-width="3168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc53RHlhI872JN0LQMrK-RE3CQtBpe7SRg7bS34EX8MAvxJ6Su6Qwf9Dxeegqrtn1B9jPDeNLMFdRY600zQfvOjXcjG279_tCv7K67oBhYA5XVd177WR2ysuh_5ZmRJdAa4uMAQht855k/s320/DSC05393.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Feeding the bats through enrichment toys</div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">28.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Big
Cat Rescue</b>: The crazy year 2020 started off with the release of the wildly
popular Netflix show Tiger King which featured the owner of Big Cat Rescue
(Carole Baskin) and caused her to become a household name. Despite all of the
drama that occurred during the Netflix show, this feline rescue facility is
actually an entertaining place to visit if you are interested in seeing many
types of exotic felines, from lions and tiger to servals and caracals. While
here you join a guided tour as you’re led around the extensive grounds of this
facility to see cats that have been rescued from poor living situations.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2IengIXw9oZuu7YTrEDfuAf8PPPxKV1v-vCCodHI0BXp2-KRa_9oaxV7hkiJLHFRyiCDHzkgvhqLEkL2u_6y4DWsyWnj_ndbRIR5wZKXD5MaEd2EzMYHrq3mWUArTLysCzpc5eOgcjyQ/s942/8BEAB207-0067-43EB-BF76-37FC7F62A4C1.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="595" data-original-width="942" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2IengIXw9oZuu7YTrEDfuAf8PPPxKV1v-vCCodHI0BXp2-KRa_9oaxV7hkiJLHFRyiCDHzkgvhqLEkL2u_6y4DWsyWnj_ndbRIR5wZKXD5MaEd2EzMYHrq3mWUArTLysCzpc5eOgcjyQ/s320/8BEAB207-0067-43EB-BF76-37FC7F62A4C1.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tiger enclosure at Big Cat Rescue</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">29.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Wild
Florida</b>: Located in Kenansville, Wild Florida has many activities for the
whole family to enjoy. There is the drive-thru safari park where you can see a
combination of over 100 native and exotic animals wandering throughout the
grounds. And if you enjoy it enough to go through again, you are allowed to
make the loop as many times as you want at no extra charge. Adjacent to the
safari is their Gator Park which is a walk-through portion of the zoo which
houses many types of animals including some massive alligators. They have a
petting zoo area, and an opportunity to have some special hands-on animal
encounters with sloths, porcupines, lemurs, and safely feeding the alligators.
They also offer animal show times where you can see expert animal handlers feed
the hungry gators in a daring encounter! Lastly, Wild Florida also offers
airboat rides along Lake Cypress where you can see wild alligators and birds in
their native and untamed habitat.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8bdK440cUq9Cr8Y2nuuFns-t0VsXlVV4WJwo8QEaLw00tyJd9t7Wf4iiq7E7sZxTYOEG6njFrxhiiPOVI7-rd5yB6ht2ZLsFOK54Yq78BC13YrywKc1u6mI2SGq1n4YmGLBGNf7-nr0/s3180/DSC04778.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2089" data-original-width="3180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8bdK440cUq9Cr8Y2nuuFns-t0VsXlVV4WJwo8QEaLw00tyJd9t7Wf4iiq7E7sZxTYOEG6njFrxhiiPOVI7-rd5yB6ht2ZLsFOK54Yq78BC13YrywKc1u6mI2SGq1n4YmGLBGNf7-nr0/s320/DSC04778.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Scimitar oryx as seen on the drive-thru safari at Wild Florida</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">30.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Ocala
Horse Country</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: Ocala is prestigiously known as the Horse Capital of
Florida, and one of the five official Horse Capitals of the World as well! Many
winning horses were born and/or trained in Ocala, including American Pharoah
(2015 Triple Crown winner) and Nyquist (2016 Kentucky Derby winner). For horse
enthusiasts, visiting the horse farms of Ocala is a definite must, and there
are over 1,200 horse farms located here. Gypsy Gold offers two-hour walking
tours of their farm where you can meet the prized horses and learn about the
history of the Gypsy Vanner breed. For a more generalized tour, Farm Tours of
Ocala offers a 3-4 hour tour where you visit three different farms, get to
interact with the breeders and their horses, and learn about the racing
industry. Horse breeding is a huge industry in Ocala, and these tours offer
excellent behind-the-scenes glimpses into their workings.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUIhEAxni_UrXyjm_6NpE5MBHyyGuu73G1oHEBQxdBzZuYl4pN_7lsbxZVAhPuWx-CAhELbO2WtDvBKjotUIhcp1vAtC4mlHr7aJB9ZZ36XRu1TFoVUj_JbPkDRQ5eh0IIikM8MhA-xLk/s2048/A86B0567-AB29-443F-B298-D3E6FBE3E099.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1381" data-original-width="2048" height="216" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUIhEAxni_UrXyjm_6NpE5MBHyyGuu73G1oHEBQxdBzZuYl4pN_7lsbxZVAhPuWx-CAhELbO2WtDvBKjotUIhcp1vAtC4mlHr7aJB9ZZ36XRu1TFoVUj_JbPkDRQ5eh0IIikM8MhA-xLk/s320/A86B0567-AB29-443F-B298-D3E6FBE3E099.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Watching horse training at one of the practice tracks</div><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">31.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Ellie
Schiller Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park</b>: This 210-acre park provides
the opportunity to see Florida’s wildlife in a natural setting along 1.1 miles
of paved trails and boardwalks in Homosassa. This park is a rehabilitation
center for injured manatees and other animals, enabling visitors to see black
bears, panthers, red wolves, bobcats, Key deer, river otters, alligators, and
even a hippopotamus at close range. The underwater observatory allows visitors
to see the manatees and thousands of fish in the crystal-clear spring waters.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIz_MpRCKrgcwN5LUJWpjNPLF5sR8132Kla9rAjfm3pTpMErwG7yka4IeGQhir-b7lHZV8qd3w5lY8iV1ryDRkWH92FFvA-N1-Yd5GlBGVYxhRNERLvpvEh1kdJq1pPLxF2Krhs8jaiGA/s2048/C179625C-5688-4D83-BB30-95269C8187E0.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIz_MpRCKrgcwN5LUJWpjNPLF5sR8132Kla9rAjfm3pTpMErwG7yka4IeGQhir-b7lHZV8qd3w5lY8iV1ryDRkWH92FFvA-N1-Yd5GlBGVYxhRNERLvpvEh1kdJq1pPLxF2Krhs8jaiGA/s320/C179625C-5688-4D83-BB30-95269C8187E0.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lu the hippopotamus at Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park</div><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Museums / Arts & Culture</span><o:p></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">32.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Museum
of Fine Arts St. Petersburg</b>: This impressive museum in St. Petersburg is
one of Florida’s greatest art museums and a definite must-see for any art
enthusiast. Over 20,000 works of art are on display throughout the many galleries,
ranging from ancient history to modern contemporary arts. The collection
includes paintings and sculptures from famous artists such as Monet, Rodin,
O’Keeffe, Corot, and Morisot. Also on view are ancient Greek and Roman,
Egyptian, Asian, African, pre-Columbian, and Native American art and objects.
Major internationally touring exhibitions are frequently on display as well,
providing compelling reasons to visit the excellent collections time and time
again.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE9HM9mlmYkPUmaDwtuZgiXiLxcUzocKEE7Kg8Bbm2ssfPxImJsHSKKGcWUhc1eMcR804tIq3MGckTDNDmIjI5FAW-XrBncJR7bZ2vGSt8AI2eEXgEqSYMfxc1U-s7wCdMlvxU95plsmE/s2048/IMG_5541.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1428" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE9HM9mlmYkPUmaDwtuZgiXiLxcUzocKEE7Kg8Bbm2ssfPxImJsHSKKGcWUhc1eMcR804tIq3MGckTDNDmIjI5FAW-XrBncJR7bZ2vGSt8AI2eEXgEqSYMfxc1U-s7wCdMlvxU95plsmE/s320/IMG_5541.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Museum of Fine Arts during their Star Wars costume exhibition</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">33.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Ringling
Museum of Art / Ca’ d’Zan</b>: Designated as the official state museum of
Florida, this museum located in Sarasota is one of the preeminent museums in
the state. The art museum is reminiscent of a European palace and contains more
than 10,000 artworks including a world-renowned collection of Peter Paul Rubens
paintings, and many 16<sup>th</sup> to 20<sup>th</sup> century European
paintings by Bernini, Gainsborough, Boudin, Lucas Cranach the Elder, and others.
In addition to the art museum, this estate contains the Circus Museum which has
an extensive collection of memorabilia and artifacts from the Ringling circus,
including the Ringling’s private train car and a massive yet intricate model of
the circus. There are several gardens to amble through within the 66-acre
estate, the historic Asolo Theater, and the Ringling’s mansion called the Ca’
d’Zan. This waterfront mansion was built in the Venetian Gothic style, and
offers tours that explore this decadent house. Make time to tour Ca’ d’Zan
because its interior is spectacular, especially the Ballroom with the coffered
ceiling, the breathtaking Court which was the centerpiece of the house, and the
extravagant dining room.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwhKkVOE_1O-VxMbJ_G9Ew9HLCEZBk8o6to8xgsVsnz32HK0bpwtV4TuU2pPKmeA1_Bk-7XGbOH4CScNe8Pzxq1lW5joHz4LdVDHGNsWFq-PJJJXXhmQuL5CZ-2rqTBZESsJBwA9V1nJw/s720/82E18BA6-E286-4DDC-8988-EA855ADCCFCB.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="720" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwhKkVOE_1O-VxMbJ_G9Ew9HLCEZBk8o6to8xgsVsnz32HK0bpwtV4TuU2pPKmeA1_Bk-7XGbOH4CScNe8Pzxq1lW5joHz4LdVDHGNsWFq-PJJJXXhmQuL5CZ-2rqTBZESsJBwA9V1nJw/s320/82E18BA6-E286-4DDC-8988-EA855ADCCFCB.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Venetian-style Ca' d'Zan home at the Ringling Museum</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">34.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Dali
Museum & Chihuly Collection</b>: These two separate art museums are located
in St. Petersburg and are each dedicated to their appointed artists. The Dali
Museum houses the largest collection of Salvador Dali’s artwork outside of
Europe, located inside a surrealism-inspired museum structure which is a treat
to walk through. The collection contains 96 oil paintings and 200 watercolors
and drawings that span the artist’s entire career, and it is a mind-bending
experience to view and admire all of these iconic paintings from one of the
most eccentric artists of his time. Afterwards head down the block to view Dale
Chihuly’s collection of studio glass artwork. His colorful and uniquely shaped
glass sculptures were revolutionary and have become centerpieces in many
buildings, and this collection showcases his expressionistic genius combined
with the fluidity of glass, forming beautiful works of art.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfQ5vpAIpKAS9ZarjQI1vqnAwdl7_b_wbR5N4s0WoFS2Zz6jE8Ccmwke6rvUh2by0pEVKEQ_V52RlV0uwwhEHvuS8L6QU8liSzvLhIAIfOZvbI-OWVhHJjwLkBCFpt68qfgrZC4J30PA0/s3523/DSC02976.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1945" data-original-width="3523" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfQ5vpAIpKAS9ZarjQI1vqnAwdl7_b_wbR5N4s0WoFS2Zz6jE8Ccmwke6rvUh2by0pEVKEQ_V52RlV0uwwhEHvuS8L6QU8liSzvLhIAIfOZvbI-OWVhHJjwLkBCFpt68qfgrZC4J30PA0/s320/DSC02976.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Quirky exterior of the Dali Museum</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">35.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Local
Theater</b>: Central Florida has so many venues for live theater performances
that it can be difficult to choose where to visit. Because the theme parks attract
so many people associated with the performing arts to this region, there is a
large pool of excellent talent throughout the area. The Dr. Phillips Center for
the Performing Arts is the state-of-the-art theater that draws all of the
national theater tours and also houses many local performing arts productions
within its modern architecture. The Orlando Shakespeare Theater puts on superb
local productions of both the classics and modern plays, housed within several
intimate theater settings. The Garden Theatre in Winter Garden is another
stand-out venue with excellent musical and dramatic productions within a former
single-screen cinema building that still retains its unique Spanish style
interior. Regardless of which venues you choose to go, you should always try to
support your local theaters as much as possible to ensure their longevity!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp0MPo3P7xB-qw4RsDfAufX20Tmj5hFWMiX9EYTVZL6ISFIcSAxsMQVvOuL_eDwbj4No7d_9fe-rOSSKx87Znw8XPCptuhOJYPIKBW2mWtjHVom8zKYm658RVRLwULovtpmyEGy1Wb9Co/s2048/C9ABC5EC-7944-4D46-8F97-6C629F6F62F3.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1638" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp0MPo3P7xB-qw4RsDfAufX20Tmj5hFWMiX9EYTVZL6ISFIcSAxsMQVvOuL_eDwbj4No7d_9fe-rOSSKx87Znw8XPCptuhOJYPIKBW2mWtjHVom8zKYm658RVRLwULovtpmyEGy1Wb9Co/s320/C9ABC5EC-7944-4D46-8F97-6C629F6F62F3.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A local production at the Orlando Shakespeare Theater</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">36.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Morse
Museum</b>: Located in the historic district of Winter Park, the Charles Hosmer
Morse Museum of American Art has a decent collection of art and furniture. But
the true standout feature of this museum is the renowned collection of works by
Louis Comfort Tiffany, including his colorful leaded-glass lamps and windows,
his beautiful chapel interior from the 1893 World’s Columbian Exposition in
Chicago, as well as several surviving art and architectural objects from his
Laurelton Hall estate.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJfxWhvMrEJLEw6SQPDG49CEPZSc1WmQ5MhAThp-U-nK81Nc-0cvawHxsCzrnJ2B95wgMhZGouRAFLT4kWTiUiOl2posmkeuqNIwp5XBiBqnZ3rpv2WBIfNGtq8lRkM_CWgWacsc6Sq0/s2048/B0EFF519-9E3B-4295-A2E8-A5C717FEB6A9.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJfxWhvMrEJLEw6SQPDG49CEPZSc1WmQ5MhAThp-U-nK81Nc-0cvawHxsCzrnJ2B95wgMhZGouRAFLT4kWTiUiOl2posmkeuqNIwp5XBiBqnZ3rpv2WBIfNGtq8lRkM_CWgWacsc6Sq0/s320/B0EFF519-9E3B-4295-A2E8-A5C717FEB6A9.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tiffany chapel interior from the 1893 World's Columbian Exposition</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">37.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Orlando
Museum of Art</b>: The centerpiece of this museum is a large multi-colored
Chihuly glass sculpture which is prominently displayed in the foyer. My
favorite permanent collection of this museum includes the 900+ pieces of
pre-Columbian artwork from throughout Central and South America, including
pottery, jewelry, and textiles. Temporary exhibitions are continually passing
through the museum, so be sure to look on their website for their upcoming
exhibitions to make sure you don’t miss any excellent showings.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYcwhvEKS23NV-M_fb4Lvnu41ybeWgSPpqJJpJKH-jQCv_4bnhFmPuZbUYPMRiJnRSCiOabSLDeTPls84GQsJqdaV3QIZZ6AhirTUqdsm1y0nvN0gsAEZrAEddwr_cBKbbBQQj4YLLEt4/s2048/3E07B77B-7250-45F1-A05F-67C189D540D5.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYcwhvEKS23NV-M_fb4Lvnu41ybeWgSPpqJJpJKH-jQCv_4bnhFmPuZbUYPMRiJnRSCiOabSLDeTPls84GQsJqdaV3QIZZ6AhirTUqdsm1y0nvN0gsAEZrAEddwr_cBKbbBQQj4YLLEt4/s320/3E07B77B-7250-45F1-A05F-67C189D540D5.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Chihuly centerpiece at the Orlando Museum of Art</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">38.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Norton
Museum of Art</b>: With over 7,000 works of art in its collection, with a
concentration in European, American, and Chinese art, the Norton Museum of Art
in West Palm Beach is the largest museum in Florida. The ground level galleries
showcase contemporary American art, while the top floor is dedicated to European
art through 1870. The museum houses works by famous artists such as Rubens,
Monet, Gauguin, Cezanne, Picasso, Miro, O’Keeffe, and Pollock. The extensive
Chinese collection has over 700 pieces of art, including colorful vases,
decorative wine ewers, bronzework, and jade jewelry. There is much art to be
seen in this extensive museum.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs3-HS6MJ6UDhBiYKAYU_5aB81gL-XuSLk87r1uPLxDksIHHbbc3EHnOuOjZ4LSLmzrBEhT50FN47Kx043JiJmMRblkMT9ZS5onJiXir5ifWmnBzDTP331PTqlQm6q2XHryKL_TY7NPyU/s2048/768EB5C7-1E8E-4762-B829-094AFA4499DA.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1525" data-original-width="2048" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs3-HS6MJ6UDhBiYKAYU_5aB81gL-XuSLk87r1uPLxDksIHHbbc3EHnOuOjZ4LSLmzrBEhT50FN47Kx043JiJmMRblkMT9ZS5onJiXir5ifWmnBzDTP331PTqlQm6q2XHryKL_TY7NPyU/s320/768EB5C7-1E8E-4762-B829-094AFA4499DA.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Norton Museum of Art entrance</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">39.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Kennedy
Space Center</b>: Blast off into space at this facility in Merritt Island that
has loads of rockets and space paraphernalia for everyone to enjoy. The
highlight of this trip is the space shuttle Atlantis exhibit which still gives
me goosebumps every time I visit. The Apollo/Saturn V Center showcases the
gigantic Saturn V rocket which will inspire awe in everyone that stands in its
shadow. From IMAX movies, to launch simulators, to behind the scenes tours, to
astronaut meet and greets, there are numerous activities to fill an entire day
of enjoyment. Time your visit just right, and you may get to experience a
rocket launch up close as well – there’s nothing like seeing and hearing a
rocket launch, while feeling the rumbling vibrations course through your body!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPOI-C8xMp68eGGv00uUTOqrIOLLBIM_vYajntK64HB13fWd0wHTeiKxdj1WOHpc90R99l3lPqQGDbQcTiC3ss8IW6hHb1Vn8EJe6wnazFNlKryTi0gW507ZCuIRdgQRWMR-tle8EpUno/s2048/1F3513C9-4C50-48C6-BE3E-697A2CE49C22.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1490" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPOI-C8xMp68eGGv00uUTOqrIOLLBIM_vYajntK64HB13fWd0wHTeiKxdj1WOHpc90R99l3lPqQGDbQcTiC3ss8IW6hHb1Vn8EJe6wnazFNlKryTi0gW507ZCuIRdgQRWMR-tle8EpUno/s320/1F3513C9-4C50-48C6-BE3E-697A2CE49C22.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The rocket garden at Kennedy Space Center</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">40.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>National
Museum of Naval Aviation</b>: Located in Pensacola, this is the world’s largest
Naval Aviation museum with more than 150 meticulously restored aircraft
representing Navy, Marine Corps, and Coast Guard Aviation. Some of the rare
aircraft include the NC-4 (first to cross the Atlantic by air), SBD Dauntless
(from the Battle of Midway), the Que Sera Sera (first aircraft to land at the
South Pole), the last combat Tomcat F-14D Tomcat, and many more! For a more
immersive experience, the museum offers 3D flight simulators, 4D Blue Angels
experience, and a thrilling Apollo 11 virtual reality experience. If you’re
lucky, on select days you may even get to watch the Blue Angels flying practice
runs overhead and meet the pilots afterwards!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">41.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Polk
Museum of Art</b>: This small art museum in the heart of rural Lakeland packs
quite a punch in regards to the impressive traveling exhibitions that pass
through the walls of this museum. Past exhibitions have included Dutch Golden
Age paintings, American Impressionism through the French Lens, Illuminated
Manuscripts from the 13<sup>th</sup> to 18<sup>th</sup> Centuries, works by
Degas, Chagall, Picasso, and more. And best of all, the museum is always FREE
to visit! I feel like this is one of the best kept secrets of Central Florida.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsEXTNw7u58e4fWzQxW70smolFSwnPEpAIA5pyisFADgVcETH-Xjs0xgvsTDh0umzWeAeyfuFSyfjWcKCDBePY0t_Eih4FvkA3zm9Ra0WlrdHaunlu56BzsSfuosZj8aJglTb-24nMZvs/s960/4B6FF47F-E49B-4238-A2B3-8E846A0C0BE4.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsEXTNw7u58e4fWzQxW70smolFSwnPEpAIA5pyisFADgVcETH-Xjs0xgvsTDh0umzWeAeyfuFSyfjWcKCDBePY0t_Eih4FvkA3zm9Ra0WlrdHaunlu56BzsSfuosZj8aJglTb-24nMZvs/s320/4B6FF47F-E49B-4238-A2B3-8E846A0C0BE4.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Polk Museum of Art</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">42.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Cummer
Museum of Art & Gardens</b>: This fine arts museum in Jacksonville houses a
collection that is especially strong in European and American paintings as well
as an extensive selection of Meissen porcelain. There are over 5,000 works of
art on display within the museum, with pieces by Rubens, Winslow Homer, and
Norman Rockwell. In addition to the artworks, there are three small gardens
adjacent to the river (English Garden, Italian Garden, and Olmstead Garden)
among which visitors can stroll and admire the city views from a quiet and serene
vantage point.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3necsF5fDTvOTGTCrh6OsYhRZQPZG81aiRQKO2kxBLmbUubEPK8a7IAweBoQMh7VnHMJ4uRm2mi5CfU45h4YDaasMY0nFddEtCoA2mNx3krQVRye_bWikFW07B41y21tj3yzrT171FJM/s2048/IMG_8140.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3necsF5fDTvOTGTCrh6OsYhRZQPZG81aiRQKO2kxBLmbUubEPK8a7IAweBoQMh7VnHMJ4uRm2mi5CfU45h4YDaasMY0nFddEtCoA2mNx3krQVRye_bWikFW07B41y21tj3yzrT171FJM/s320/IMG_8140.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Exterior of the Cummer Museum of Art & Gardens</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Historic Homes & Architecture</span><o:p></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">43.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Vizcaya Museum
& Gardens</b>: This former villa and estate of businessman James Deering is
located in Miami and open to the public. The estate contains extensive Italian
Renaissance gardens, native woodland landscape, and a stone barge in the harbor
used to host parties. The main house was completed in 1922 and was conceived as
a modern and subtropical interpretation of an Italian villa. The first floor
contains to ornate and elaborate reception rooms, the library, music room,
dining room, and courtyard. The second floor contains the spacious bedrooms, as
well as the breakfast room and kitchen. Even today, Vizcaya has one of the most
significant collections of Italian furniture in the United States, with awe-inspiring
designs and architecture throughout the villa to admire as you step from room
to room.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUl5fVqsfM30QuEIO-j9ahtSJQ20JSHxdz4AFNalC_SMbPn4mJxhnpBdvUq47blA868vjoZp9Pcsur1xF2bdu2_6r6RCvQw4743h2osMTjk6EXwAFZQiQgj6LXO-SoVMhzQUaU1sq3nKA/s1821/8701A800-5248-4F03-9575-BFE7CD4E1BB2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1249" data-original-width="1821" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUl5fVqsfM30QuEIO-j9ahtSJQ20JSHxdz4AFNalC_SMbPn4mJxhnpBdvUq47blA868vjoZp9Pcsur1xF2bdu2_6r6RCvQw4743h2osMTjk6EXwAFZQiQgj6LXO-SoVMhzQUaU1sq3nKA/s320/8701A800-5248-4F03-9575-BFE7CD4E1BB2.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Riverfront view of the Vizcaya Museum & Gardens</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">44.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Henry
Flagler Museum</b>: Opened in 1902, this 75-room, 100,000 square foot Gilded
Age mansion called Whitehall was the winter retreat of Henry Flagler located in
Palm Beach. Flagler was a founder of Standard oil and later was a railroad
magnate who became one of the richest men in the United States, allowing him to
spare no expense while building his home. Today you are able to tour the house
with most rooms fully restored to how it looked at the turn of the century. The
ground floor has many rooms that are resplendent with beautiful decorations and
stunning grandeur, most notably the Grand Hall, Grand Ballroom, Dining Room,
Music Room and Library. The second floor contains the elaborate bedrooms as
well as some small museum exhibits about the Flaglers and the Gilded Age.
Walking through the house is reminiscent of a European palace, and is a way to
experience a taste of Europe while in Florida. Adjacent to the house is the
massive Beaux-Arts style Pavilion which contains Flagler’s luxurious, private
rail car that you can walk through to see how he traveled in style on his
railway.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQTW6bzjmwOa6aTW7uCkdtS5RYWo6vdodzKMGn9BSU5-vPIc9acv2733mONv4TpavSYzdZy57x8tJ3TRr4GcQATsWVXVY2CkhCdZ-ocur_sNuvQYmLPREG9T9thTfHL0WbwfbxULNyZ3E/s1816/BEA18E5E-091C-4C5A-A675-E5201FA54A13.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1137" data-original-width="1816" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQTW6bzjmwOa6aTW7uCkdtS5RYWo6vdodzKMGn9BSU5-vPIc9acv2733mONv4TpavSYzdZy57x8tJ3TRr4GcQATsWVXVY2CkhCdZ-ocur_sNuvQYmLPREG9T9thTfHL0WbwfbxULNyZ3E/s320/BEA18E5E-091C-4C5A-A675-E5201FA54A13.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Henry Flagler Museum entrance</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">45.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Edison
& Ford Winter Estates</b>: Henry Ford and Thomas Edison were great friends
and eventually purchased adjoining properties in Fort Myers upon which they
built their winter estates. The current estate contains over 20 acres of
historic buildings and gardens to walk through, with excellent museums devoted
to both of the famous men. In addition to seeing the homes as they were when
Edison and Ford lived there, the museums cover the achievements of Ford
(automobiles) and Edison (many inventions including the lightbulb, phonograph,
kinetoscope, etc) for an informative look at their lives. One of the true
jewels of this estate is the Edison Botanic Research Laboratory where he sought
a domestic source of rubber that could be grown and produced quickly in the United
States, and this laboratory was left as if Edison was expected back at any
minute, with test tubes and beakers on display. Finally, don’t forget to wander
through the gardens which contain more than 400 species of plants from all over
the world.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVTv7yALLnbjlnS0KbqG6amiWXmKiw0X8o23W5AGz3CqafsnOYNXhnhatLFNTXahIGrcolxt6sVPriizqhNWer1sWvyNk_DtWIuuLiCCp0454mo3QB2TyveZf_2xQlu6cXIQ4Vw1YDnII/s2048/FF19FD32-556D-4627-B5E4-9D4EFBB5F79C.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1346" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVTv7yALLnbjlnS0KbqG6amiWXmKiw0X8o23W5AGz3CqafsnOYNXhnhatLFNTXahIGrcolxt6sVPriizqhNWer1sWvyNk_DtWIuuLiCCp0454mo3QB2TyveZf_2xQlu6cXIQ4Vw1YDnII/s320/FF19FD32-556D-4627-B5E4-9D4EFBB5F79C.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thomas Edison's Botanic Research Laboratory</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">46.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Hemingway
Home / Harry S. Truman Little White House</b>: Ernest Hemingway’s home is
nestled in the heart of Key West and is where this troubled author resided in
the 1930s. You can wander through the grounds and take a guided tour throughout
his house, learning about the man who became one of America’s greatest writers.
Found in abundance are the many cats that take up residence on the property,
including the famous polydactyl (six-toed) cats which are all descendants of
Hemingway’s original polydactyl cat named Snow White. A short distance away
from Hemingway’s home is Harry Truman’s home – the only presidential museum in
Florida. In the days following WWII, Truman made this home his winter abode and
spent 175 days of the presidency here between 1946 and 1952. While he wasn’t
the only president to stay here, he spent the most time here which is why the
house is now named after him. Informative guided tours are available through
the house, which has been restored to how it looked when Truman stayed here,
and is a great way to walk through a piece of American history.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIW9G0xxz0tJHd0_8YXp7cKNWhDdIBYRvrsxpf2SFAY-6EqwZuLGnokxg90nJ19Y0FMwNTB7RmpMTSigxmqJWyr51uxXw04mcECSco0-Nzb3vEi4zJ4q2tNKQ6yIGKBUZhpwu2eSzWIiQ/s1190/076CE8B1-F258-49DF-937B-44CD99FA3048.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="444" data-original-width="1190" height="149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIW9G0xxz0tJHd0_8YXp7cKNWhDdIBYRvrsxpf2SFAY-6EqwZuLGnokxg90nJ19Y0FMwNTB7RmpMTSigxmqJWyr51uxXw04mcECSco0-Nzb3vEi4zJ4q2tNKQ6yIGKBUZhpwu2eSzWIiQ/w400-h149/076CE8B1-F258-49DF-937B-44CD99FA3048.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Left: Hemingway Home; Right: Harry S. Truman Little White House</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">47.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Frank
Lloyd Wright Architecture Tour</b>: To view the largest collection of Frank Lloyd
Wright architecture in the world, simply head over to Florida Southern College in Lakeland for a student-led tour of the 13 structures he designed. This in-depth tour
gives you the rare opportunity to see the structures up close and explore the
unique buildings. Some of the most well-known structures include the Annie
Pfeiffer Chapel, the library, the Usonian house, and the water dome fountain.
Even if you’re not an architecture buff, this tour is very interesting, and you
will walk away with a new appreciation and considerable knowledge about this
famous architect and his distinct style.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiTYZnJ5hyphenhyphenUcY2PA4SfM-xlJxzP1RaM0LvFg0ATgsD-e0DPu5Io56QCpOBvTZKZvXMyjVFiujl21BMaF78RpAy4Hq79MMZmsKxtLje-gQ85tWAx5gFqzgjGhUvbZ36jw2Xm_xEHtrnvc/s2048/IMG_5116.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiTYZnJ5hyphenhyphenUcY2PA4SfM-xlJxzP1RaM0LvFg0ATgsD-e0DPu5Io56QCpOBvTZKZvXMyjVFiujl21BMaF78RpAy4Hq79MMZmsKxtLje-gQ85tWAx5gFqzgjGhUvbZ36jw2Xm_xEHtrnvc/s320/IMG_5116.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Frank Lloyd Wright's Annie Pfeiffer Chapel</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">48.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Art
Deco District in South Beach</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: As a result of a devastating hurricane that
largely destroyed Miami in 1926, the city was rebuilt in the current Art Deco
style of the time, and it remains a treasure trove of authentic Art Deco
architecture today. The district is only one square mile, but contains over 800
examples of Art Deco for onlookers to admire in this compact area. Some of the
most dramatic and prominent buildings overlook the beach on Ocean Drive,
allowing for impressive views from the beach. Several famous examples include
The Carlyle, The Breakwater, Colony Theatre, Park Central Hotel, and Senor
Frogs, but there are hundreds more buildings on display. In addition to the
architectural wonders, there is one of the world’s most famous beaches to
enjoy, as well as plenty of high-end shopping and dining within this district.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjOToKz2sDaR1WiKHv4s1lOmPQENxxaNOpA6IyRopv97kWy62QrSx5xCvo-pgSvMCBgg11gqQrPiO_IXq3YshG_YUrn0GfZce1eXTKaWjKFqiV9K2Voh8ERcEVpCSc8cX3CX6DTvB3dWYNYhoS0YnQKYanJURcI6pYD1T0hPOb1nDyKJDEPJLKw2xam=s4032" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2620" data-original-width="4032" height="208" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjOToKz2sDaR1WiKHv4s1lOmPQENxxaNOpA6IyRopv97kWy62QrSx5xCvo-pgSvMCBgg11gqQrPiO_IXq3YshG_YUrn0GfZce1eXTKaWjKFqiV9K2Voh8ERcEVpCSc8cX3CX6DTvB3dWYNYhoS0YnQKYanJURcI6pYD1T0hPOb1nDyKJDEPJLKw2xam=s320" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Art Deco buildings along Miami's Ocean Drive</div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">49.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Tampa
Theatre</b>: Voted one of the 10 most beautiful cinemas in the world by the
BBC, this historic movie theater opened in downtown Tampa in 1926 and is still
in use today, typically showing independent and foreign films. Inside the
building lies an opulent interior with a Mediterranean-style courtyard and a
ceiling dotted with twinkling stars to simulate an outdoor venue beneath the
romantic nighttime sky. In order to get a better understanding of the history
and architecture of the building, 90-minute backstage tours are available
several times a month, offering guests unrivaled access to the theatre as well
as a demonstration of the Mighty Wurlitzer Theatre Organ.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip-TrV_k1ofJ_1AE7XgVhWomm1IadDiR8tZu5W81t33MRFiZBAl1ePbEzYiKaDb05jEIWh1E7t3fW4wbWYjHaB-vEvwMRGOldQfLcXzFW44tdg1ta7MnH3ufi-EVA1Gf3nV9YZ3UtIw7Y/s1175/Tampa+Theatre.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="622" data-original-width="1175" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip-TrV_k1ofJ_1AE7XgVhWomm1IadDiR8tZu5W81t33MRFiZBAl1ePbEzYiKaDb05jEIWh1E7t3fW4wbWYjHaB-vEvwMRGOldQfLcXzFW44tdg1ta7MnH3ufi-EVA1Gf3nV9YZ3UtIw7Y/s320/Tampa+Theatre.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tampa Theatre interior</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">50.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Henry
B. Plant Museum</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: When railroad mogul Henry Plant brought the railroad to
Tampa, local businesses began to thrive, necessitating the construction of a
grand hotel in 1891 for the surge in visitors. The resulting Tampa Bay Hotel
exemplified America’s Gilded Age and has 511 rooms that were built with all the
latest technology and luxuries of the time, including electricity. While the
hotel was converted to the University of Tampa campus in 1932, it still houses
many original furnishings and a large portion of the building remains as it was
in the 19</span><sup style="text-indent: -0.25in;">th</sup><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> century. Walking through the many rooms, you are
afforded a glimpse into the lifestyles of upper class Americans at the turn of
the century. The self-guided audio tour adds extra insight into all of the
exotic antiques that were imported from around the world, as well as the
hotel’s role in the growth of Tampa.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYxLHIsZ9GsFX-O1hI_RExa95f6Zio2Dp9i7CvgrRmQshcurz3Jgc7wFk6-oWwnnHNMIw8u4LCcZtRORgdW3_bg8J6tqyYJl1q5ZKB1jm_4sD3hZvf36nK3jxgyJyo6Nes0l3ZwEqoXrg/s960/82F0D884-150B-4840-B129-25D075D10FF0.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYxLHIsZ9GsFX-O1hI_RExa95f6Zio2Dp9i7CvgrRmQshcurz3Jgc7wFk6-oWwnnHNMIw8u4LCcZtRORgdW3_bg8J6tqyYJl1q5ZKB1jm_4sD3hZvf36nK3jxgyJyo6Nes0l3ZwEqoXrg/s320/82F0D884-150B-4840-B129-25D075D10FF0.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Henry B. Plant Museum</div><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">51.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Flagler
College</b>: Currently the site of a private liberal arts school in St.
Augustine, this historic building was once known as the exclusive and luxurious
Ponce de Leon Hotel. Built by oil tycoon Henry Flagler and completed in 1888,
this ornate building is designed in the Spanish Renaissance style and was one
of the first buildings in the US to be wired for electricity. The student-led
tour brings you through the courtyard to admire the exterior architecture, the
grand lobby with its dome ceiling supported by hand-carved caryatids, the
dining room with 79 Tiffany stained glass windows and hand-painted murals along
the walls and ceiling, and the Women’s Grand Parlor with its fancy chandeliers
and clock. This tour is a wonderful combination of history, architecture, and
artistry on display.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy23mt1MLTxfxzEXbZglexmc-1cgxo15dD4s42eQUOLq_svQhsX9WjhOGZ2_3bOBPFJg0F9oE4y6nDEXbA2Wo9fA3AMxtIQupJq9OF4C0LdMf6P01AY4kTuPNl0euInjZfTJ1OefMcDns/s2048/3E84D087-4779-428A-8957-3681EA770890.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy23mt1MLTxfxzEXbZglexmc-1cgxo15dD4s42eQUOLq_svQhsX9WjhOGZ2_3bOBPFJg0F9oE4y6nDEXbA2Wo9fA3AMxtIQupJq9OF4C0LdMf6P01AY4kTuPNl0euInjZfTJ1OefMcDns/s320/3E84D087-4779-428A-8957-3681EA770890.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Flagler College</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">52.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Bonnet
House</b>: Bonnet House was built in 1920 by Frederic Bartlett and named after
the Bonnet lily which fills the ponds around the house located in Fort Lauderdale. The gardens surrounding
the house are like an oasis within the city, and is a great way to slow down
and relax within one of the last examples of native barrier island habitat in
Florida. You may even spy several of the monkeys that call these gardens their
own! The house has an unusual and eclectic design created entirely by Bartlett
himself, and is full of color and oddities from their travels displayed
throughout the house.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje6I4jfclaw-3B6YmRSbl3rv6lNGyzs-6ZtJRpbT1xN7vq0HVILl6zFChGQxiKlBeX3DmdIBZEXUpDnI183N4fHE6t34gf0fXnwvDRYP4gbcBLg935YXU5oeF_veWQdyxKC89WC6Jgm9Y/s2048/CC5CA2B2-C4DA-4B73-A992-D7D08B9BEC89.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje6I4jfclaw-3B6YmRSbl3rv6lNGyzs-6ZtJRpbT1xN7vq0HVILl6zFChGQxiKlBeX3DmdIBZEXUpDnI183N4fHE6t34gf0fXnwvDRYP4gbcBLg935YXU5oeF_veWQdyxKC89WC6Jgm9Y/s320/CC5CA2B2-C4DA-4B73-A992-D7D08B9BEC89.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Courtyard of the Bonnet House</div><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Adventure</span><o:p></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">53.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Zip
Line Adventure</b>: Deep in the heart of Ocala lies Canyons Zip Line &
Canopy Tours which has several different zipline tours across the lakes and
ravines. Opt for the full tour with 9 ziplines, 2 sky bridges, and a rappel for
the full adventure package, or choose the shorter tours if you simply want a
taste of ziplining fun to allow more time for the other options here. The
longest zip line is over 1100 feet long and 130 feet high, so you will catch a
lot of speed and have amazing views over the lake while on this exciting
journey. You can also participate in horseback riding, kayaking along the lake,
or gem mining for the little ones. This is a great way to actively enjoy the Florida
wilderness and get your adrenaline going!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1R1lsYmePlIvtCbFi8a2TuWU657K7wQr1cPnynzbLbm8B6Nt_TXt0mWePZhKakzYu1zcRhGWRqGX59Xs7aEVOj4BcpB-c_GaipmAxkoTmmMqLEepe5b4pOQA5OaDjRGh8r9wxvKXC9zA/s2048/B21EDD6E-E5A6-495D-89A5-472D8900AF61.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1R1lsYmePlIvtCbFi8a2TuWU657K7wQr1cPnynzbLbm8B6Nt_TXt0mWePZhKakzYu1zcRhGWRqGX59Xs7aEVOj4BcpB-c_GaipmAxkoTmmMqLEepe5b4pOQA5OaDjRGh8r9wxvKXC9zA/s320/B21EDD6E-E5A6-495D-89A5-472D8900AF61.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Zip lining 130 feet above Lost Spring Lake</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">54.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Hang
Gliding (Wallaby Ranch)</b>: If you are wanting to experience a true thrill in
Central Florida that isn’t found within one of the theme parks, look no further
than Wallaby Ranch in Davenport! Just south of Disney lies a facility where you
can catch a ride on a tandem hang glider with an experienced guide. Because
Florida is so flat, your hang glider is attached to a small plane, which then
pulls you 2000 feet up into the air. Once disconnected from the plane, you
catch the breeze and gently soar above the landscape in a serenely calm flight.
Depending upon how brave you are, your guide can let you steer and practice
dives, which adds plenty of additional adrenaline to an already exciting
flight! This is the closest you will ever come to feeling like a bird, and it’s
an unforgettable experience.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEYQOCgaSc7OE9QQJKm14Hh4CSk4WJIyZ2sGcp-26lJFvwZjvm6i7JXkUzeo03Oo-MKsCb0tfUT4HGIAETY958Tzd6QlD1yLo4jO5_7y3DAWZlkDQv0Js2BkOMqVkJqlCPaLFzdk_2doc/s834/928F9C83-9B2E-4E8A-BA98-1BD1A6B78AB1.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="516" data-original-width="834" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEYQOCgaSc7OE9QQJKm14Hh4CSk4WJIyZ2sGcp-26lJFvwZjvm6i7JXkUzeo03Oo-MKsCb0tfUT4HGIAETY958Tzd6QlD1yLo4jO5_7y3DAWZlkDQv0Js2BkOMqVkJqlCPaLFzdk_2doc/s320/928F9C83-9B2E-4E8A-BA98-1BD1A6B78AB1.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sunrise hang gliding at Wallaby Ranch</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">55.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Skydiving
(or iFly)</b>: For the ultimate thrill that adrenaline junkies will love, you
simply need to jump out of a perfectly good plane! At Skydive Space Center in
Titusville, you can participate in a tandem jump from a height of 18,000 feet,
which is the world’s highest allowable jump. Plus, they have special permission
from NASA to fly over the launch pads, allowing for some amazing views are you
are ascending in the plane on your way to reaching altitude. As dangerous as it
seems, skydiving with a trained professional is relatively safe, and it will be
an experience that you never forget as you freefall toward the ground at 120
mph. Once the parachute is released, it’s an easy and gliding descent the rest
of the way, allowing you to finally appreciate your surroundings. In case skydiving
is simply out of the question for you, then a tamer alternative would be iFly
Orlando on International Drive, where you can simulate freefalling with the
help of a massive wind tunnel, even though you’re never more than a few feet
off the ground at any time. <b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDhcxhOpTgAR5ukTu772zPJAqdMnNOgAnyTIJPWE8D8QSGf9tHZ93tPKoTNPSMVJzXR7njrgXGldxUUTwJc6gWsiJchmtSjw9niVXziIM_lABuTIzsY3GbXWe_7WVGGW_wmltjYzcBHTw/s826/7F0E501C-4378-4756-BD2F-1458CC853CD6.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="597" data-original-width="826" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDhcxhOpTgAR5ukTu772zPJAqdMnNOgAnyTIJPWE8D8QSGf9tHZ93tPKoTNPSMVJzXR7njrgXGldxUUTwJc6gWsiJchmtSjw9niVXziIM_lABuTIzsY3GbXWe_7WVGGW_wmltjYzcBHTw/s320/7F0E501C-4378-4756-BD2F-1458CC853CD6.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Skydiving from 18,000 feet at Skydive Space Center</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">56.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Hot
Air Balloon Ride (or Disney’s version)</b>: Be prepared to set your alarm for a
very early start if you want to ride in a hot air balloon. Liftoff is
completely at the whim of Mother Nature, so you will not know until the last
minute if the weather will be conducive for a flight. Be prepared to accept
that you may not get to ride on your first or second attempt, but it is well
worth the wait once you do get to launch. After arriving at the company’s meeting
point (such as Orlando Balloon Rides), you will be driven to a field where you
get to watch roaring jets of flame inflate the hot air balloons, which is an
impressive sight to see. As the sun begins to rise, you still climb into the
bucket and prepare for lift off. The balloon suddenly rises off the ground in
an act of defiance against gravity, and you begin your graceful ascent into the
sky. Grazing out into the horizon, you get to see a bird’s eye view of the
landscape as you slowly pass overhead. This is a thrilling experience and a
wonderfully exhilarating ride for those that are not scared of heights.
However, if a tamer version that is tethered to the ground is more your style, Aerophile
at Downtown Disney offers a helium balloon ride that gives you an excellent
view of the surrounding Disney parks, with the safety leash always attached.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAFY1XpjBvPzjcLhWHy5hFHb96svN8KFUBmimSiHORgCGqvy3NsFz17JR0g6SFJZi4kZV-dzfEyR8PkMNUZMH1vhSkzNYRBdoMu7WDEIL8pMUuAsHCgw5sLgjb3Z629pJ8N11QPXUZEMs/s2048/42A116D7-62D8-4EBE-9CD0-CE620254BD19.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAFY1XpjBvPzjcLhWHy5hFHb96svN8KFUBmimSiHORgCGqvy3NsFz17JR0g6SFJZi4kZV-dzfEyR8PkMNUZMH1vhSkzNYRBdoMu7WDEIL8pMUuAsHCgw5sLgjb3Z629pJ8N11QPXUZEMs/s320/42A116D7-62D8-4EBE-9CD0-CE620254BD19.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hot air balloon ride over Orlando's rural outlying areas</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">57.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Airboat
Ride</b>: One of the most
quintessentially Floridian activities is to take a ride through the swamp on an
airboat ride, and there are many places that this can be done. At the Black
Hammock in Oviedo you can take a ride across Lake Jesup which is reputed to
have the state’s densest population of alligators. After taking a wild ride
across the lake with many wildlife viewing opportunities, you can try out the
restaurant located on site which is well known for its selection of alligator
menu items. Another great airboating opportunity is in Boggy Creek, which in
addition to its airboat rides also offers fossil and gem mining/sifting for
children, as well as a native American village to learn about the indigenous
peoples and their heritage. Further south in the Everglades is another
excellent airboating experience at Billie Swamp Safari, which also has a safari
park with many native animals, swamp buggy rides, and wetland adventures.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMe8WO8rWbCv2KrVPjA3PSz8B_mJIxHYiI05dkCCAGMOb8wTqHtgCSDodtgD0SaVQRbpvZxx3lnbAqCzZ8vaq8ykxVKT3RimCvhQJFzebUvXoWzPtNKLTm6C4BbHkRD_p1ubxewlAIU4U/s921/050EB6E4-BE39-4797-B756-83DF7B88280D.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="629" data-original-width="921" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMe8WO8rWbCv2KrVPjA3PSz8B_mJIxHYiI05dkCCAGMOb8wTqHtgCSDodtgD0SaVQRbpvZxx3lnbAqCzZ8vaq8ykxVKT3RimCvhQJFzebUvXoWzPtNKLTm6C4BbHkRD_p1ubxewlAIU4U/s320/050EB6E4-BE39-4797-B756-83DF7B88280D.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Airboat ride through the swamp</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">58.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Biplane
Ride at Fantasy of Flight</b>: Unlike any other plane ride you’ve ever been on,
a biplane ride sits you in the cockpit of a WWII-era plane for a wild ride
through the clouds! These planes are open to the sky, allowing you to feel the
wind whipping through your hair as you soar high above the ground on this
adventurous flight. After you set back down on the ground, there is a large
hangar museum filled with vintage aircraft that’s sure to interest anyone
that’s curious about aviation history. <b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRhPwuo1-3tdNNto4o8BXG18KWaFTTva5TEnm6UDFXmCNI5xIq7GTYp8z7Jtyi8tJaiU5YhJUZqiBq_Oet7j6UUShabkmTHhgvh-7ViTr4QEFjxcRul6Tht8G0s03xOo0WswFDFM8ulN1ZGCAlI5dbQ_jclxu3en2CkrLesl5WbArhbNLP4mY3-EE/s4032/22229A1B-5627-451C-BC38-16439CC45049.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2490" data-original-width="4032" height="198" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRhPwuo1-3tdNNto4o8BXG18KWaFTTva5TEnm6UDFXmCNI5xIq7GTYp8z7Jtyi8tJaiU5YhJUZqiBq_Oet7j6UUShabkmTHhgvh-7ViTr4QEFjxcRul6Tht8G0s03xOo0WswFDFM8ulN1ZGCAlI5dbQ_jclxu3en2CkrLesl5WbArhbNLP4mY3-EE/s320/22229A1B-5627-451C-BC38-16439CC45049.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Within the plane hangar at Fantasy of Flight</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">59.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Rocket
Launch</b>: While the space shuttle program has come and gone, that doesn’t
mean that your opportunity to see space launches has ended. Quite the contrary!
SpaceX is launching rockets and astronauts into space on a regular basis, so
the odds are good that you will be able to see a launch if you plan ahead.
While these launches are visible from throughout Central Florida on a clear
day, your best option is to head out to the coast and see the launch up close.
Most SpaceX launches take off from launchpad 39-A which is clearly visible from
the Kennedy Space Center’s Banana River viewing bleachers if you are able to
book in advance for the best views. Otherwise, anywhere along the coast still
offers excellent views of the liftoffs. The thrill of seeing the rocket take
off, followed by the deep rumble as the sound waves reach you and fill your
body with vibrations is an unforgettable experience. Daytime and nighttime
launches are distinctly different viewing experiences, and both should be seen
if you have the chance.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjidn75vfUgQrfZhYTyOJX_bD3InMDVqpkseqxKJMIWHCFOaoN1QVKH-G7Owe68IyuKCAZ-0Dc6Wisn3-yL3YyjP95OGNA9Is33JOFyFSEIBMQ-yt6edzJXXKx4dUp0xovsLCbScIDDOcU/s557/9401D157-F09C-470B-AE19-B3144950619B.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="365" data-original-width="557" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjidn75vfUgQrfZhYTyOJX_bD3InMDVqpkseqxKJMIWHCFOaoN1QVKH-G7Owe68IyuKCAZ-0Dc6Wisn3-yL3YyjP95OGNA9Is33JOFyFSEIBMQ-yt6edzJXXKx4dUp0xovsLCbScIDDOcU/s320/9401D157-F09C-470B-AE19-B3144950619B.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">SpaceX rocket launch</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Historic Sites</span><o:p></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">60.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Castillo
de San Marcos / Fort Matanzas</b>: The Spanish began constructing the current
fort in 1672 to replace an earlier wooden one that was destroyed in St.
Augustine. The Castillo de San Marcos fort is the oldest masonry fortification
in the United States and has been used in many wars over the years. Today you
can walk along the imposing walls encircling the entire fort for free, but
there is a fee to enter the interior that is well worth it. Upon crossing over
the drawbridge and entering the fort, you truly are stepping back hundreds of
years into the past and getting a firsthand view of America’s beginnings. Within
the fort you learn about how it was constructed from coquina and can wander
into the many rooms including the chapel, storage rooms, guard rooms, powder
magazine, and the British Room. There are many interesting exhibits detailing
the history of the fort and the living conditions of the soldiers stationed
there. Walking along the upper level gives you excellent views across Matanzas
Bay, and allows you to see the cannons positioned along the walls to defend the
fort against attackers. There are cylindrical bastions at each of the four
corners of the fort that you can enter, which served as protected guard towers
to scan for approaching ships. If you have additional time, make plans to visit
Fort Matanzas, a coquina watchtower just south of the city that protected the rear
of the city and is also open for tours.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHBuuNI4iFA-2tIvuVJob-BDnZvSHo6mNoNjGudrAABw1S4ioSMsCg1KScg9BhkB0UcnRvE10l01sjtHXdUVmaUW6mMYxM8A5boX6-CSWsoNiOpcR-rlZ9D1J22xchVQBgbhgfD0OeWW8/s2048/5C6D7219-A538-4A1E-A454-98FC66D3E222.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHBuuNI4iFA-2tIvuVJob-BDnZvSHo6mNoNjGudrAABw1S4ioSMsCg1KScg9BhkB0UcnRvE10l01sjtHXdUVmaUW6mMYxM8A5boX6-CSWsoNiOpcR-rlZ9D1J22xchVQBgbhgfD0OeWW8/s320/5C6D7219-A538-4A1E-A454-98FC66D3E222.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Castillo de San Marcos</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">61.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Fort
Clinch</b>: Located on Amelia Island, Fort Clinch is one of the most well-preserved
19<sup>th</sup> century fortifications in the country, and was used during the
Civil War and Spanish-American wars. Within the fort you can tour five
bastions, a prison, bakery, blacksmith shop, hospital, kitchen, and barracks,
all furnished just as they would have been in 1864 during the Civil War. In
addition to the buildings, you can climb the ramparts and walk along the thick
walls for great views of the ocean and the massive cannons along the walls. This
fort is a wonderful walk through living history, with employees reenacting daily
life as soldiers in the fort, and this is the most interactive fort in Florida
that you can visit.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiquaXzxYYEbLtRMISWjO3m27XuKG0F3jkg9JR6ZL7wewBlHIDZ1btIEjHk3ZvjULlFk6I4FSgTVTtrVoUuY4qlZEyko8EJu-9M-Uf4bV9rcJYxqVw-PyBxYAnylLrDyV5eKqX9zyLXwCg/s2048/2F8E4B50-BE7B-4563-8228-4B0FC71A1797.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiquaXzxYYEbLtRMISWjO3m27XuKG0F3jkg9JR6ZL7wewBlHIDZ1btIEjHk3ZvjULlFk6I4FSgTVTtrVoUuY4qlZEyko8EJu-9M-Uf4bV9rcJYxqVw-PyBxYAnylLrDyV5eKqX9zyLXwCg/s320/2F8E4B50-BE7B-4563-8228-4B0FC71A1797.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Fort Clinch</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">62.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Historic
St. Augustine</b>: Founded in 1565 by Spanish explorers, St. Augustine is the
oldest continuously inhabited city in the entire United States. This town is
packed with historic sites to see, from numerous old houses and buildings to
explore (Pena-Peck House, Old Jail, Oldest Wooden Schoolhouse, Oldest House
Museum), to the infamous Fountain of Youth that Ponce De Leon claimed to have
found, to old forts guarding the city. There are museums around every turn,
with the Lightner Museum, the Spanish Military Hospital Museum, and the Villa
Zorayda Museum being some of the stand outs to visit. But the true
quintessential heart of St. Augustine is the pedestrian shopping area along St.
George Street with dozens of quaint shops and eateries interspersed among the
historic sites. The Colonial Quarter is a step back in time to get a firsthand
view of how early settlers lived, as you walk through a colonial settlement
complete with blacksmithing demonstrations, live musket firing, and many more
interactions. This city is a true example of history and culture combined in an
entertaining manner, and should be a requirement for every Floridian to visit.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeHh-I6UyDwT-kGwB2T43Xw9OJUUgsjEQxCsI7oZbuwm7pZKdpz6UlTv08K6s2Zv7ynJXGQzL-8h14F1GcotWkIvg9xZsIs33DQtPxDgwzTIighiwJB_ZHDjvonM5IteyeHnYQoHsWlg4/s2048/IMG_9050.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeHh-I6UyDwT-kGwB2T43Xw9OJUUgsjEQxCsI7oZbuwm7pZKdpz6UlTv08K6s2Zv7ynJXGQzL-8h14F1GcotWkIvg9xZsIs33DQtPxDgwzTIighiwJB_ZHDjvonM5IteyeHnYQoHsWlg4/s320/IMG_9050.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Walking along historic St. George Street in St. Augustine</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">63.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Fort
Jefferson in the Dry Tortugas</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: Fort Jefferson was built on Garden Key
within the Dry Tortugas National Park as a military fort to protect the major
shipping lanes off Florida’s coast. Despite construction starting in 1846 and
ending in 1875, the fort was never fully finished or fully armed, although it
remains the largest brick fort in the United States. There is a daily ferry
that leaves from Key West, allowing visitors to spend about 4 hours on the
island exploring the fort which includes the barracks, magazines, walls, and museum,
while still allowing for time afterwards to swim and snorkel in the surrounding
reef. Alternatively, there are sea planes and private boats that can be hired
to take you to and from the island as well. This is a great escape to learn
about Civil War history while enjoying the natural beauty of this unspoiled
section of the Florida Reef.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">64.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Ponce
Inlet Lighthouse & Museum</b>: This brightly colored Venetian Red
lighthouse is the third tallest lighthouse in the United States at 175 feet and
was built in 1887. You are able to climb all the way to the top and have a
great view of Ponce Inlet and the beautiful surrounding coastal areas.
Afterwards, there are several historic buildings to explore that make up part
of the museum complex, where you can view the previous mirror lenses of the
lighthouse and learn about the lighthouse’s history. There is so much more to
see than just a lighthouse, and it’s a fun visit for everyone!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlO6lxQjLHLqIrIvcPayU_q6svcLT182Z2R3KspLChdUZTdmg5ckk7n0QktP32nAmtOJc1PvbjcCGFrQmGd8hpp3qaGLkNaB4NnQ42STWNcF32kmxZvCaGT-GGKEy2CCz2B6hyke47cyY/s2048/BBC7D0EC-63B9-49AE-88B7-4E8C60D6AC5E.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1395" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlO6lxQjLHLqIrIvcPayU_q6svcLT182Z2R3KspLChdUZTdmg5ckk7n0QktP32nAmtOJc1PvbjcCGFrQmGd8hpp3qaGLkNaB4NnQ42STWNcF32kmxZvCaGT-GGKEy2CCz2B6hyke47cyY/s320/BBC7D0EC-63B9-49AE-88B7-4E8C60D6AC5E.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ponce Inlet Lighthouse stands out against the blue sky</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">65.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Historic
Pensacola Village</b>: There are 28 properties spread across 8.5 acres of
downtown Pensacola which was one of the first European settlements in the
Americas. The houses and museums within this historic village encompass many
different styles and time periods, from Colonial to Victorian to WWII, all with
furnishings authentic to the time. For anyone who loves walking through history
and admiring old houses, this is the perfect destination for you! People in
period dress are wandering about to answer any questions and bring the
experience to life. In addition to the historic village, Pensacola has several
other must-see sites that are ticketed separately, but enhance your visit to
old Pensacola: Fort Pickens, Fort Barrancas, the Pensacola Lighthouse, and the
archaeological Arcadia Mill.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">66.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Sugar
Mill Plantations</b>: Along the Florida coastal region between Daytona Beach
and New Smyrna Beach lie the ruins of twelve sugar mill plantations. These
plantations were active in the 1830’s and processed sugar cane into refined
sugar, molasses, and rum. During the Seminole Wars that occurred during this
time, the Native Americans ended up burning all of the mills to the ground in
retaliation for being forcefully evicted from their tribal lands. Nowadays,
only the ruins of coquina walls remain standing, but these are still a
fascinating look at the history of the sugar making process that unfortunately
relied entirely on slave labor before it was abolished. The ruined sugar mills
of Bulow, Dunlawton, and Cruger-dePeyster are the best examples to visit, and
these visits can be coupled with leisurely nature hikes along the trails
located at each of these three sites. For visitors to Florida’s west coast, the
Yulee Sugar Mill Ruins in Homosassa are an excellent example with restored remains
of the chimney, iron gears, and cane press to see.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiochzqEeX2nPNGZ0puTKeLA_kGdBceimfTYjwpV46izyGupoJXaUO1JB8c_xcv8A91-W3tBMnmwQbu3zfCuev-fFp38cQdDNf6hvXv5mOYv_PhRlBya9nLYk3I5mJdFh0rXmZVZ4sdUhs/s2048/74E1E315-8826-4A85-8736-C36FC53B0E8B.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiochzqEeX2nPNGZ0puTKeLA_kGdBceimfTYjwpV46izyGupoJXaUO1JB8c_xcv8A91-W3tBMnmwQbu3zfCuev-fFp38cQdDNf6hvXv5mOYv_PhRlBya9nLYk3I5mJdFh0rXmZVZ4sdUhs/s320/74E1E315-8826-4A85-8736-C36FC53B0E8B.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bulow Plantation Ruins</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">67.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Ah-Tah-Thi-Ki
Musem (Seminole Indians)</b>: Located in Clewiston deep in the heart of the
Everglades, lies the Big Cypress Reservation which is the home of the Seminole
tribe. Within this reservation is an educational experience to learn all about
these Native Americans and their way of life. The museum holds exhibits
featuring native artwork, handicrafts, and artifacts, as well as traditional
clothing that is worn by the Seminoles. There is a boardwalk through the
surrounding landscape, along which you can walk through a living village and
ceremonial grounds. If possible, try to catch one of the Pow-Wow festivals
where there are ceremonial dances and traditional costumes being worn for the
general public to attend.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">68.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Fort
Christmas</b>: While the aforementioned forts dwarf this location in size, this
location in the iconic small town of Christmas houses a full-scale replica of a
wooden fort built during the Second Seminole War in 1837. Nowadays it houses
museums of Florida’s history, Seminole tribe artifacts, as well as a collection
of restored “Florida Cracker” houses and farm buildings that showcase the
pioneering life in Florida by early settlers. Throughout the year, many
festivals take place on the grounds of the fort, where you can see reenactments
and enjoy bluegrass music festivals. It’s a great way to step into Florida’s
past and bring the pages of Patrick Smith’s book “A Land Remembered” to life, a
must-read book for anyone interested in a fictionalized experience of Florida’s
early pioneering days.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNbfCpras-_0lDqd1FkYYDislgDiGw1PDvnHpd3ymjxiaLiT3Po5tuwDwH6GOWMjWIGJ4whqxhLYJc7wkliVuWhk36YmEKhmvD1LjTPSDD7EnoU6zwpYeXWLD_8IkfR9q1P-rX0q_qR7c/s4298/DSC03118.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2896" data-original-width="4298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNbfCpras-_0lDqd1FkYYDislgDiGw1PDvnHpd3ymjxiaLiT3Po5tuwDwH6GOWMjWIGJ4whqxhLYJc7wkliVuWhk36YmEKhmvD1LjTPSDD7EnoU6zwpYeXWLD_8IkfR9q1P-rX0q_qR7c/s320/DSC03118.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Fort Christmas entrance</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b>69.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></b><b>Koreshan State Park</b>: Originally the
home of the Koreshan Unity Settlement which was founded by Cyrus Teed in
Estero, this unique religious group gradually dissolved after his death in 1908
and eventually deeded the land to the state in 1961. Today you can visit the
remaining historic structures and learn about the Koreshan way of life as they
strove to create their “New Jerusalem”. Guided tours are available which give
you deeper insight into their beliefs, and access into several of the
structures. Among the 11 restored historic buildings from the late 19<sup>th</sup>
and early 20<sup>th</sup> centuries include the Founder’s House, Planetary
Court, Bakery, and Art Hall. During certain times of the year, there are live
demonstrations of blacksmithing, baking, and the old machinery that still is in
operation. The state park also has a campground with access to canoe and kayak
rentals, hiking trails, and picnic areas within the 200-acre park.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitk30GgT0-qsgYQbkKNAfqayPibk5jFZKpuTCPGtqlwSmrBha8gvm4HaUoiFNFwIFddb493xzRwGmOuBoKjXkSaY9lInqZ-B50isJtiOI1KLTen-youBVI_9VQQmpQBXwkfMcoerWF_U0/s2048/361A0BFD-2878-452C-99AA-8A3F0D4039AD.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitk30GgT0-qsgYQbkKNAfqayPibk5jFZKpuTCPGtqlwSmrBha8gvm4HaUoiFNFwIFddb493xzRwGmOuBoKjXkSaY9lInqZ-B50isJtiOI1KLTen-youBVI_9VQQmpQBXwkfMcoerWF_U0/s320/361A0BFD-2878-452C-99AA-8A3F0D4039AD.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Planetary Court building in Koreshan State Park</div><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Gardens</span><o:p></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">70.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Leu
Gardens</b>: Within the heart of Orlando lies an oasis from the bustling noise
of the city. Visit Leu Gardens and explore 50 acres of nature’s beauty within
the Rose Garden, Tropical Steam Garden, the Butterfly Garden, and more. These
gardens are most famous for their largest documented camellia collection in
Eastern North America, with over 200 varieties that bloom from mid-October
through March. Additionally, there is a lovely historic home that you can explore
on a guided tour. And here’s an added bonus – if you become a member of the Leu
Gardens for a very reasonable price, you receive reciprocal privileges to <a href="https://ahsgardening.org/gardening-programs/rap/">American Horticultural
Society</a> partners, which includes free admission to over 300 gardens
nationwide (including several of the gardens on this list!)<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO1BWMcD0rSdp2vb7vuTS2kqceQynaOKJ1utBZttiBlX8Oz8LCNx_IljPUMH1Fb8ptiYcaEHjIu-Gl3jNc9Xq8PhLYeIYo21709Nvi7yTwW6fvNdafHObAHtPznlu0m3rEMM0hck2unWI/s2048/066CF1C4-BDC6-41DC-A2FC-FCADCEC58BEA.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1872" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO1BWMcD0rSdp2vb7vuTS2kqceQynaOKJ1utBZttiBlX8Oz8LCNx_IljPUMH1Fb8ptiYcaEHjIu-Gl3jNc9Xq8PhLYeIYo21709Nvi7yTwW6fvNdafHObAHtPznlu0m3rEMM0hck2unWI/s320/066CF1C4-BDC6-41DC-A2FC-FCADCEC58BEA.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Leu Gardens is renowned for their exotic camellia collection</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">71.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Bok
Tower Gardens</b>: These massive gardens located in Lake Wales are presided
over by a 205-foot art deco and neo-Gothic Singing Tower carillon that is
played by a live person every day. This tower makes for a beautiful backdrop in
your photos and is quite an impressive sight to see. The gardens were designed
by famous landscape architect Frederick Law Olmstead (who also designed Central
Park and the Biltmore Estate gardens), and allow you to ramble through many
acres of beautiful landscapes as you explore the flora and fauna throughout the
estate. Additionally, you can take a guided tour through the
Mediterranean-style Pinewood Estate mansion located on the property. <b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO2xKi53EtMXh1sYrLotkGitq-N90NBe8qBSd6zBYbsE6N0W2Tb_caSumuHqiMk0BvpY-yeUz41wpi-Vi7iIdGt_SNenVp6MCpVviK7wh_sQItWnrG-tgBZKcAXrGNTbhfGivooD9bARY/s2048/IMG_5338.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO2xKi53EtMXh1sYrLotkGitq-N90NBe8qBSd6zBYbsE6N0W2Tb_caSumuHqiMk0BvpY-yeUz41wpi-Vi7iIdGt_SNenVp6MCpVviK7wh_sQItWnrG-tgBZKcAXrGNTbhfGivooD9bARY/s320/IMG_5338.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Singing Tower carillon at Bok Tower Gardens</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">72.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Sunken
Gardens</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: This tropical paradise in the center of St. Petersburg is a
wonderful respite from the rest of the city. You can meander around the 100
year old gardens and explore the exotic plants and flowers throughout. The gardens
are deceptively large and you can easily spend one or two hours in here
exploring all of the paths and enjoying the lush scenery. There are also koi
ponds and a flock of flamingos to admire within the gardens. Well worth a visit
if you are in the area!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQp4darBl5f-XTQ0p1UN-rOihE5UgjDYJUfTz5qUVYepyGEbgxq6bAVW0oGB_-6lFvrw56qjSQ-e_eSOtEHiW5cTW6HzR7EtEDK8XvvrVfp9G_ag5Ly-bc4zvBSwSj98mhehwfTnopDG0/s2048/GACOE1727.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQp4darBl5f-XTQ0p1UN-rOihE5UgjDYJUfTz5qUVYepyGEbgxq6bAVW0oGB_-6lFvrw56qjSQ-e_eSOtEHiW5cTW6HzR7EtEDK8XvvrVfp9G_ag5Ly-bc4zvBSwSj98mhehwfTnopDG0/s320/GACOE1727.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The resident group of flamingos at Sunken Gardens</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">73.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Morikami
Museum & Japanese Gardens</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: The museum building at the entrance is
modeled after a Japanese villa and features exhibitions of Japanese art and
culture with hundreds of authentic artifacts on display. The main reason why
people visit is to wander through the 16 acres of meticulously designed gardens
throughout the property located in Delray Beach. There are plenty of strolling
paths that meander through the lakes, bonsai garden, zen garden, bamboo groves,
and other buildings. This is a serenely relaxing way to spend a pleasant
afternoon admiring the beautiful views and surroundings, while learning a
little about Japanese culture in the meantime.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlAwhFSqKcnj8Ml-cqkbe54JCJUFxU7FdW2Iooe0mP8M2VOSN5xdE7LIGuljsdsedh0F2SzVPQ2fVoViTAz7Pqb1mA2qo3YFPL0g1IzYHOCJgzIT7IY1uXczGLFZglQLMtBLJdejygH5w/s960/80FD9C23-4DA6-43E0-AC71-B48291EFE117.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlAwhFSqKcnj8Ml-cqkbe54JCJUFxU7FdW2Iooe0mP8M2VOSN5xdE7LIGuljsdsedh0F2SzVPQ2fVoViTAz7Pqb1mA2qo3YFPL0g1IzYHOCJgzIT7IY1uXczGLFZglQLMtBLJdejygH5w/s320/80FD9C23-4DA6-43E0-AC71-B48291EFE117.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Morikami Museum & Japanese Gardens</div><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">74.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Marie Selby Botanical Gardens</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: Comprised
of two separate locations, the Downtown Sarasota campus is a wonderfully large
garden complex with various gardens to walk through. The tropical conservatory
houses an extensive collection of orchids and bromeliads, and the banyan grove
has a multilevel treehouse garden complete with a waterfall. Other notable
gardens include the bamboo garden, butterfly garden, and the mangrove walkway
along Sarasota Bay. The second location of the gardens is their Historic
Spanish Point campus which is more of a walk through history as you can see an
ancient Native American midden mound excavation, as well as several historic
homes to explore such as the Guptill House, the White Cottage, and Mary’s
Chapel. While there are several gardens interspersed along the walking paths,
they are not the primary draw to this campus, and far fewer visitors come to
this site.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-align: center; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJuYJLsbU1e_A1TPEWpyPY7-86bIkiouIJqImIE7k20ywCaHMtQXV8OHUHoK5kunRtx_nGf-5oLuXBdEY_73BQjVyKM_B-L64xwIxxtF3225MWzaWh-rSM7jSwCO1b7nPkYVGogs90uvY/s2048/IMG_6884.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJuYJLsbU1e_A1TPEWpyPY7-86bIkiouIJqImIE7k20ywCaHMtQXV8OHUHoK5kunRtx_nGf-5oLuXBdEY_73BQjVyKM_B-L64xwIxxtF3225MWzaWh-rSM7jSwCO1b7nPkYVGogs90uvY/s320/IMG_6884.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The koi pond within Marie Selby Botanical Gardens Downtown Sarasota campus</div><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">75.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Goodwood
Museum & Gardens</b>: Goodwood Plantation was a medium-sized cotton
plantation of about 1,675 acres back in the 1830s, but the gardens and property
only comprise 19 acres nowadays. The plantation is a historic house museum in
Tallahassee that you can visit on guided tours, with rooms beautifully decorated
as they would have appeared in the years surrounding World War I. In addition
to the main house, there are other historic buildings scattered around the
property including cottages, a water tower, and the old kitchen. The gardens
are free to visit, and offer lovely strolls through assorted gardens located
around the estate, including rose gardens, azalea gardens, and even a vegetable
garden.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">76.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Fairchild
Tropical Botanic Garden</b>: These gardens in Coral Gables have an extensive
collection of rare tropical plants including palms, cycads, orchids,
bromeliads, and flowering trees spread out over 83 acres. Walking paths go
alongside the many lakes within the gardens, allowing you to easily spend
several hours exploring the property. There is also a large butterfly house
that you can walk through and keep an eye out for the more than 40 species of
colorful and exotic butterflies.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiq63Aqn062DtAs1OjQC2neuOJO0RD5YnhP_cW3DsKsUl4oW1La5QQIDcHX8kqcz-wsqJ62oRb2eU0QX2JGVr5wCw5eQM0QULl0qvgZBmKwN06Hxv5c5cW9pXqCPmcj8yG4HWLRUtQ-DSTaf0c4nqZ2vHHUqwIJT_cGr-_5HXzx45tfP4RA71F-WFB8=s4032" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiq63Aqn062DtAs1OjQC2neuOJO0RD5YnhP_cW3DsKsUl4oW1La5QQIDcHX8kqcz-wsqJ62oRb2eU0QX2JGVr5wCw5eQM0QULl0qvgZBmKwN06Hxv5c5cW9pXqCPmcj8yG4HWLRUtQ-DSTaf0c4nqZ2vHHUqwIJT_cGr-_5HXzx45tfP4RA71F-WFB8=s320" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Vista within Fairchild Tropical Botanic Garden</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">77.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>McKee
Botanical Garden</b>: These lush tropical gardens are located in Vero Beach and
encompass 18 acres of native and exotic plants. There are numerous trails
throughout the jungle, and it’s easy to get a little lost, so make sure you
grab a map at the front of the park. There are many small lakes and ponds
spread throughout, with thousands of blossoming flowering plants and trees
everywhere you look. Some of the highlights include the many species of
bromeliads, orchids, royal palms, and other tropical plants spread along the
walking trails, as well as the unique rainbow eucalyptus tree with its
multi-colored bark.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTusa-BNRWSg6Eo4IrC8fDg1NP41_WH73_uXuf5f151eKNyrI4kEJRNY7qUQ2yQtuYZW8_Hsn-x0SwaEJUgB5kTSsSXsXBa2rr_qMDLPtT2_5Ph6bPDzyou_CIMxrAGwcgkoT20j-wHa0/s2048/90FE07EC-970A-44FC-ADBB-CAF74B14EBBC.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTusa-BNRWSg6Eo4IrC8fDg1NP41_WH73_uXuf5f151eKNyrI4kEJRNY7qUQ2yQtuYZW8_Hsn-x0SwaEJUgB5kTSsSXsXBa2rr_qMDLPtT2_5Ph6bPDzyou_CIMxrAGwcgkoT20j-wHa0/s320/90FE07EC-970A-44FC-ADBB-CAF74B14EBBC.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">McKee Botanical Garden</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Theme Parks</span><o:p></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">78.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Magic
Kingdom</b>: The number one tourist destination is the world is located right
here in Orlando, and the Magic Kingdom is where is all began when Walt Disney
expanded to Florida. This theme park houses the classic Disney rides as well as
the popular “mountain” rollercoasters – Space Mountain, Splash Mountain, and
Thunder Mountain. From castle stage shows, to multiple parades throughout the
day, to character meet and greets with Mickey Mouse and the whole gang, there
are many more activities besides the quintessential rides to enjoy. And make
sure you stay until park closing, because the most magical experience of all
occurs after the sun sets – the nightly shows are not to be missed! The
festivities begin with a colorful and high-tech light show projected onto
Cinderella’s Castle, which evokes nostalgia in anyone who grew up watching
classic animated Disney movies. This is followed by the awe-inspiring fireworks
show that ignites the childhood wonder which still lives in everyone. The
fireworks show is set to dramatic music and is undeniably the highlight of the
day, and is the perfect ending to a magical day.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwfPvb_frCBohzd6p86ScU4MLZ8BQWhxQw5FLsh7k9eZ6RzC1OuykUnHRBU3dBQD1Hog_UJz3EKmzB9GwGw-ujWICyurxqrtnANnhxOcjp2aDnkzqWwKXYjtKct7IXYIqqtR2EzSsmrSs/s2048/8EB2DF46-24C9-4B66-A428-F06F63F31CE8.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1640" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwfPvb_frCBohzd6p86ScU4MLZ8BQWhxQw5FLsh7k9eZ6RzC1OuykUnHRBU3dBQD1Hog_UJz3EKmzB9GwGw-ujWICyurxqrtnANnhxOcjp2aDnkzqWwKXYjtKct7IXYIqqtR2EzSsmrSs/s320/8EB2DF46-24C9-4B66-A428-F06F63F31CE8.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Spectacular fireworks display above Cinderella Castle at Magic Kingdom</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">79.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>EPCOT</b>:
This Experimental Prototype Community of Tomorrow is represented by the massive
Spaceship Earth “golf ball” at the park entrance, and is divided into two main
sections. Future World houses the adrenaline-raising rides such as the
high-speed Test Track, the G-force inducing trip on Mission: Space, and a
simulated hang glider ride around the world on Soarin’. For those who like
gardening and agriculture, make sure you take the Behind the Seeds tour at The
Land pavilion for an informative look at the environmentally innovative
processes in use to grow plants. And my favorite part of EPCOT is the World
Showcase, where you can walk around the countries of the world in an afternoon.
From regional cuisines, to cultural experiences, to unique shops in each of the
eleven countries on display, there is so much to do for those people who love
traveling and sampling foreign dishes! The best times to go are during the many
festivals, especially the Food & Wine Festival in the fall, and the Flower
& Garden Festival in the spring.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF_tjfgE2_2JA4nvdotXDasK8lEnPBg4-QR6niYl7riFubnieHYcQS4S6YWMqChO6RcnbTmM8D968i7mhTCxywC_UyYt1J49SLn3SlNT_h9Cxs73Zg_jFIIeJCqoElrgJOMx3F7OXXB4w/s2048/45D8E6D5-5FC4-4164-8E89-58920068BFDA.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF_tjfgE2_2JA4nvdotXDasK8lEnPBg4-QR6niYl7riFubnieHYcQS4S6YWMqChO6RcnbTmM8D968i7mhTCxywC_UyYt1J49SLn3SlNT_h9Cxs73Zg_jFIIeJCqoElrgJOMx3F7OXXB4w/s320/45D8E6D5-5FC4-4164-8E89-58920068BFDA.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Spaceship Earth is the iconic geodesic sphere at EPCOT</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">80.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Hollywood
Studios</b>: This Disney park is the home of the new Star Wars: Galaxy’s Edge
land which has been a huge hit for its incredibly immersive experience that
transports you to the center of the Star Wars universe. You can explore the
landscape in this highly detailed outpost on the planet of Batuu, get to pilot
the Millennium Falcon on a simulator ride and see the spacecraft up close for
an iconic photo op, and participate in the battle between the First Order and
the Resistance on the action-packed Rise of the Resistance ride. Toy Story Land
is another popular section of the park, with the Slinky Dog Dash roller
coaster, alien swirling saucers, and the Toy Story Mania! arcade ride. The
classic rides are still major draws as well, which include the Tower of Terror
elevator drop and the high-speed indoor Rock ‘n’ Roller Coaster. If you want to
live the movies and experience some thrill rides at the same time, this is the
park for you!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHj75PW8oZDKbqrvwBcgTt5-ojA9JtfeWhQEgP16dXutecymMI2pNsy4QA7IYK3Yg46wAFGsc5sjPX0bFasWb7PNe5KO1eS8JWLD6YmfO2-fboISN7pH5tvMMC3-wCc49UZyTxTAxSgCM/s2048/D517CC3B-CA51-4D56-95CC-8E4E6D087793.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHj75PW8oZDKbqrvwBcgTt5-ojA9JtfeWhQEgP16dXutecymMI2pNsy4QA7IYK3Yg46wAFGsc5sjPX0bFasWb7PNe5KO1eS8JWLD6YmfO2-fboISN7pH5tvMMC3-wCc49UZyTxTAxSgCM/s320/D517CC3B-CA51-4D56-95CC-8E4E6D087793.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Millennium Falcon in Star Wars: Galaxy's Edge at Hollywood Studios</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">81.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Animal
Kingdom</b>: Disney’s newest theme park opened in 1998 and is the closest
experience that Disney comes to having a zoo. While the drive-thru Kilimanjaro
Safari jeep tour and the Expedition Everest rollercoaster have been the main
draws to the park for many years, there is now a new area of the park to
explore. The Pandora area is inspired by the movie <i>Avatar</i> and brings
this fantasy planet to life with its immersive design. The Flight of Passage 3D
simulator is the highlight of this area, which lets you experience a thrilling
ride through the Pandora landscape on the back of a flying Banshee; however, be
prepared for long lines for this ride! And for those of you looking for a special
behind-the-scenes interactive tour, the Wild Africa Trek is a little-known
secret – you can hike through the animal habitats, cross over suspension
bridges while looking down on crocodiles, and get close-up views of the hungry
hippos.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoNgTvuZ1w-NVq-T4Jsmj0J5ypTy5IgrHtVzQ-qu_wh_5EgxWyRUpCdWP2IxqworQj0OdgTzbfhrj58F_UJ5EPqAdoKzWJgmX52aAiy9Xw1USIHS-lXqWQscfZGbtYV4vuUERDMJjjylI/s1569/B0DF3653-0330-4377-9C7A-C2B1EC6DEA33.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1229" data-original-width="1569" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoNgTvuZ1w-NVq-T4Jsmj0J5ypTy5IgrHtVzQ-qu_wh_5EgxWyRUpCdWP2IxqworQj0OdgTzbfhrj58F_UJ5EPqAdoKzWJgmX52aAiy9Xw1USIHS-lXqWQscfZGbtYV4vuUERDMJjjylI/s320/B0DF3653-0330-4377-9C7A-C2B1EC6DEA33.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Tree of Life at Animal Kingdom</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">82.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Universal
Studios & Islands of Adventure</b>: These dual theme parks in Orlando are
Disney’s biggest competitor, and for good reason. They cater not just to
children, but to teens and adults with their assortment of high-speed
rollercoasters and thrill rides. Universal Studios is the original of the two
parks, but has undergone considerable renovations over the past few years, with
rides such as Hollywood Rip Ride Rockit, Transformers: The Ride 3D, Fast
&<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Furious: Supercharged, Revenge of
the Mummy, and the intensely popular Wizarding World of Harry Potter: Diagon
Alley, where you can wander through the alleyways, browse through the magic
shops, try out your wand on the interactive environment, and ride Escape from
Gringotts. The later park to be built is Islands of Adventure, with sections of
the park such as Marvel Super Hero Island (The Incredible Hulk Coaster, The
Amazing Adventures of Spider-Man, and Doctor Doom’s Freefall), Toon Lagoon
(Dudley Do-Right’s Ripsaw Falls), Skull Island (Reign of Kong), Jurassic Park
(River Adventure and VelociCoaster [opening in 2021]), Seuss Landing, and the
original section of Harry Potter – Hogsmeade with the incredibly immersive
Forbidden Journey ride and Hagrid’s Magical Creatures Motorbike Adventure.
Catch a ride between the two Harry Potter lands on the Hogwarts Express train
ride, and you never even have to leave this movie set brought to life. Make
sure you drink a frozen Butterbeer and buy a wand while you’re here!
Additionally, if you’re here in the fall, then make sure to check out the
premiere setting for haunted houses and scare zones at the popular Halloween
Horror Nights which is a separately ticketed event after the park closes.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhveN49HjlvXcPlrw5sVTz9RGIjO80n4GwDievO0ywGmcrFElizdbPyepmn-Q9cMX9lnkGYN2PG_5eG-zmZJsSFOHM2lAiaKSTx-jxQJeD0TYKwsQ8sB9HUkwGEdfw_mGA1m5Y8lSOw2Yc/s720/462EAE47-4C6D-4C7D-B929-6C794152C330.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="465" data-original-width="720" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhveN49HjlvXcPlrw5sVTz9RGIjO80n4GwDievO0ywGmcrFElizdbPyepmn-Q9cMX9lnkGYN2PG_5eG-zmZJsSFOHM2lAiaKSTx-jxQJeD0TYKwsQ8sB9HUkwGEdfw_mGA1m5Y8lSOw2Yc/s320/462EAE47-4C6D-4C7D-B929-6C794152C330.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hogwarts Castle at Universal's Islands of Adventure</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">83.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>SeaWorld
Orlando:</b> SeaWorld has gradually been making the transition from aquarium to
theme park over the past few years, and they have been adding new rides and
experiences to keep drawing visitors to the park. The theme park has a mixture
of excellent rollercoasters (Manta, Mako, Kraken) mixed amongst the plentiful
animal exhibits. From the Wild Arctic where you ride a simulator and walk
through an exhibit with beluga whales, walruses, and polar bears, to the
Antarctica: Empire of the Penguin exhibit with a trackless ride vehicle that
takes you on a journey that ends at the spectacular penguin exhibit, there is
plenty to see. The animal shows are still one of the main draws to the park,
with the orca encounter, the dolphin show, and the hilarious Clyde and Seymour
sea lion show filling the auditoriums (beware of the splash zones if you don’t
want to get wet!). In addition to the hands-on experiences throughout the park
which include dolphin and sea lion feeding and stingray petting/feeding, there
are additional up-close tours you can purchase for more unforgettable memories
(e.g. penguins, dolphins, sea lions).<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-Xnz4WNZDhFRyoU91a5qv47tTmOtCn7rUYC9uT3V9148bXhKavdgER4XXWqKb9UV1pz3aKVaOyTz6vjLanlhq8jb-mD0Hw0Rs9b4ISV7WLOkPPgqAoe4D_BdWwlHg4FZnx7freQMa1E/s2048/97D06004-CF8A-4A0B-AA89-F205C5E87B4A.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-Xnz4WNZDhFRyoU91a5qv47tTmOtCn7rUYC9uT3V9148bXhKavdgER4XXWqKb9UV1pz3aKVaOyTz6vjLanlhq8jb-mD0Hw0Rs9b4ISV7WLOkPPgqAoe4D_BdWwlHg4FZnx7freQMa1E/s320/97D06004-CF8A-4A0B-AA89-F205C5E87B4A.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Penguins within the Antarctica: Empire of the Penguin exhibit at Sea World</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">84.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Busch
Gardens</b>: This theme park in Tampa is the perfect combination of theme park
and zoo, with many rollercoasters and thrill rides to satisfy the adventure
enthusiast, but also plenty of animal exhibits and encounters to please the
nature lovers. Some of the stand-out thrill rides include SheiKra (the first
dive coaster in North America), Tigris (the tallest launch coaster in Florida),
Montu (inverted roller coaster), Falcon’s Fury (tallest free-standing drop
tower in North America), Kumba (coaster with seven inversions), and Cheetah’s
Run (steel launch coaster). For the animal lovers, exhibits include cheetahs,
lions, rhinos, elephants, gorillas, chimpanzees, a walk-through aviary, an
Animal Care Center where you can observe veterinarians at work, and many
others. Add on some special interactions for up-close experiences with animals
such as the Serengeti Safari where you can feed giraffes from an open-air
vehicle, the VIP Rhino Safari, Elephant Insider Tour, a Sloth Encounter, and
the Penguin Insider Tour.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2PdrCjsqrV7EMby1TLS69zVFBjlxRhOhRAQlKjGHE2eZ0JC42-Pjx2vkk_Livd_4_oM5VvoeTxgjg-HypNXOwsMVS9HJDOKqsAYDsH0Qyw-jaZfS9DCJurL8l1bdmnueyJT-QuQsqxxo/s2048/51B70FFC-1B6E-449A-957F-674A732CC6F2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1357" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2PdrCjsqrV7EMby1TLS69zVFBjlxRhOhRAQlKjGHE2eZ0JC42-Pjx2vkk_Livd_4_oM5VvoeTxgjg-HypNXOwsMVS9HJDOKqsAYDsH0Qyw-jaZfS9DCJurL8l1bdmnueyJT-QuQsqxxo/s320/51B70FFC-1B6E-449A-957F-674A732CC6F2.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Feeding the giraffes on the Serengeti Safari tour at Busch Gardens</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">85.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Volcano
Bay</b>: Universal’s water park is centered around a steaming volcano called
Krakatau and has around 20 water slides and pool areas to enjoy. From the
high-speed drop slides at the top of the volcano (with the 3 tallest water
slides in Florida), to multiple raft slides, to milder kiddie slides, there are
plenty of attractions to spend a full day here. One of the highlights is the
aquacoaster which is a unique combination of a rollercoaster and a water slide
in one, which is an exciting concept. Relaxing in the lazy river that winds
through the park is another popular attraction. In an effort to reduce lines,
the park uses a TapuTapu wristband system, enabling you to enjoy other
activities until your time to get in line arrives. The park can fill up
quickly, so it’s best to arrive early and also splurge on the Express Passes if
you want to bypass wait times and ensure that you ride every water slide before
you leave. <b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHJn5LYibwnltiNQmnYBUv3zJzh1ovHekIJEot8FPPCzGxuWthXuqWyjwBtPAwS-xMZXrc1E89Jif1iIwTnXrSMdsP4zqCuR96us4aUJfFZ8lpvbD9sOSyUrU-D9rYyGoOUzXT_kznjac/s2048/C23E0AD3-AC6C-46D2-A693-F2CB1F675DAB.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHJn5LYibwnltiNQmnYBUv3zJzh1ovHekIJEot8FPPCzGxuWthXuqWyjwBtPAwS-xMZXrc1E89Jif1iIwTnXrSMdsP4zqCuR96us4aUJfFZ8lpvbD9sOSyUrU-D9rYyGoOUzXT_kznjac/s320/C23E0AD3-AC6C-46D2-A693-F2CB1F675DAB.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Volcano Bay</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">86.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Blizzard
Beach & Typhoon Lagoon</b>: Aside from the theming, Disney’s two water
parks are very similar to each other, so it’s hard to pick a favorite between
the two. They both come with many water slides, raft rides, wave pools, a lazy
river, kiddie areas, and plenty of opportunities to just relax away in the sun.
The water is heated during the colder months, so you can enjoy these water
parks year-round without worrying about hypothermia. Blizzard Beach is themed
like a melting ski resort, and it has a 12-story drop slide Summit Plummet
which is the most intense ride between the two parks. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Typhoon Lagoon is themed like a tropical
island after a big storm, and its tallest drop maxes out at only 5 stories on
Humunga Kowabunga. With many rides and pools available at both parks, there are
plenty of fun thrills to be had at either.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgopI4wcJIJBPgVvOY_VdCRINtypGg1ch0W6JjaMlbhxePYQ2Uc1yaLF8u_cPb_TwJ1SckmcXQHaoWGQslfgWn0FWRimMutYzd-O6bRkJCzDzZkLoHFxf8HomIhmF2cJZig3tO4v3CiKu-FBM9o0NqO71Rv5Lf48cWjHrsiKi0hv8oWHqjp0yViqAw/s4032/IMG_7662.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgopI4wcJIJBPgVvOY_VdCRINtypGg1ch0W6JjaMlbhxePYQ2Uc1yaLF8u_cPb_TwJ1SckmcXQHaoWGQslfgWn0FWRimMutYzd-O6bRkJCzDzZkLoHFxf8HomIhmF2cJZig3tO4v3CiKu-FBM9o0NqO71Rv5Lf48cWjHrsiKi0hv8oWHqjp0yViqAw/s320/IMG_7662.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The shrimp boat <i>Miss Tilly</i> atop the mountain at Typhoon Lagoon</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">87.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Discovery
Cove & Aquatica</b>: These two water parks are owned by SeaWorld, but are
very different from each other. Discovery Cove is an all-inclusive park where
you can swim with dolphins, snorkel with fish and rays, hand-feed tropical
birds in an aviary, and have up close interactions with other animals. In
between animal experiences, there are beaches and rivers in which to laze.
Additional upgrades are available for purchase, such as the popular Trainer for
a Day package, swimming with sharks, and the SeaVenture underwater walking tour
while wearing a dive helmet. In contrast, Aquatica is a more typical water park
with water slides, raft slides, lazy rivers, wave pools, and a children’s play
area. Their signature slide is the Dolphin Plunge, which is a corkscrew slide
that plunges you into total darkness before blasting through a tunnel in a pool
occupied by a pod of Commerson’s dolphins.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD1H2_-2LKFY1TXH3w3MwWS2SI98F_N9SNLRHTSWzkCrENKjXYt_SgSwkgboS6Yw8n3oUeRdQqnHMTOb6jq0pRqqRypk2mRtVsAqAsT2cU0Vi5Suq2GxlFJXcf8g4yPA5_CV59UIP5oSw/s2048/8C4DF479-DF49-49DF-B0E2-1971FB4EBF87.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1368" data-original-width="2048" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD1H2_-2LKFY1TXH3w3MwWS2SI98F_N9SNLRHTSWzkCrENKjXYt_SgSwkgboS6Yw8n3oUeRdQqnHMTOb6jq0pRqqRypk2mRtVsAqAsT2cU0Vi5Suq2GxlFJXcf8g4yPA5_CV59UIP5oSw/s320/8C4DF479-DF49-49DF-B0E2-1971FB4EBF87.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dolphin interaction at Discovery Cove</div><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">88.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Weeki
Wachee Springs State Park</b>: If you’ve ever wanted to see live mermaids
swimming in a show, this fantasyland is the place for you! Located in Spring
Hill, Weeki Wachee is an iconic part of Florida’s theme park history, even
though is it located in a state park. There is a submerged aquatheater where
mermaids swim underwater and put on a show (with the aid of breathing hoses
placed throughout the pool). After viewing such a uniquely eclectic show, there
are numerous other outdoor activities you can participate in at the park. You
can swim, snorkel, and kayak in the crystal clear spring waters, and for
something with a little more speed, Buccaneer Bay has waterslides to race down.
There are also boat rides for a more relaxing way to glide along the waters and
learn about Florida’s natural history. For the child who always dreams of being
a mermaid, this park proves that your dreams can actually come true!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEil4-0UekEArFLEWZmG6Oa4tB1LRiYwJ3x3JNy0TqcjKOFk6_fxOIElmUFBnbqDnNOWGj_oRQao2wy3aOnFsDqgX5--vIf_JzE4p_NsnJJl_WzXD8ZONgDSzdk3yjpMvQDhGIv-YZEU8XCfRKDAG9iCi-PRB7LwLCcr0pM77bbwDFbDkBAcFj2UdR2w=s2544" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="1904" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEil4-0UekEArFLEWZmG6Oa4tB1LRiYwJ3x3JNy0TqcjKOFk6_fxOIElmUFBnbqDnNOWGj_oRQao2wy3aOnFsDqgX5--vIf_JzE4p_NsnJJl_WzXD8ZONgDSzdk3yjpMvQDhGIv-YZEU8XCfRKDAG9iCi-PRB7LwLCcr0pM77bbwDFbDkBAcFj2UdR2w=s320" width="239" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The underwater mermaid show</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Towns / Shopping</span><o:p></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">89.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Tarpon
Springs</b>: This small Greek town is also known as the sponge capital of the
world. You can walk along the Historic Sponge Docks to see how divers would
collect sponges from the water’s depths and how the process has evolved over
the years. There is enough sponge kitsch to satisfy your every whim in all of
the tourist shops along the historic district, as well as a couple museums to
learn about the history of the town. You’re sure to work up an appetite for a
hearty meal, and there are numerous Greek restaurants and bakeries to get your
fill of traditional Greek fare. This town makes for a great day trip to walk
through a glimpse of Florida’s past.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgIzr2uHgO4wesjsvAUEXNEpxtCX3GGsbdG5h4ndzuN6YSbbBHEKsoNkoGBGdvPf41pdG3LjRpJPygjLGB75NYyJwo9zGIoHdSju1cUAIml1y4pD-dlUFEB-_40js3hkm8lx4GwglrCTo/s2044/5CB1CC06-8C40-4CE4-9277-EDE0B0EA4F88.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1273" data-original-width="2044" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgIzr2uHgO4wesjsvAUEXNEpxtCX3GGsbdG5h4ndzuN6YSbbBHEKsoNkoGBGdvPf41pdG3LjRpJPygjLGB75NYyJwo9zGIoHdSju1cUAIml1y4pD-dlUFEB-_40js3hkm8lx4GwglrCTo/s320/5CB1CC06-8C40-4CE4-9277-EDE0B0EA4F88.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sponge docks at Tarpon Springs</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">90.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Key
West</b>: This is the southernmost city in the contiguous United States and is a
seaside oasis of relaxation and quirkiness. The creative crowd is drawn here
for the eccentric and accepting nature of the island’s inhabitants, and they
stay here for the beautiful weather year-round. The downtown district is
bursting with art galleries and vendors, street performers, raucous bars, and
seafood restaurants on every corner, especially Mallory Square and Duval Street.
Shipwrecking was a major industry in olden days, drawing unsavory characters
and pirates to the shores. Several intriguing museums are devoted to this
history and the resulting spoils that were salvaged from the sea. Several of the
most popular island activities are deep sea fishing, boating, scuba diving, and
snorkeling, and there are many operators eager to take you out on the water. The
island is awash with history as well, from Fort Zachary to touring historic houses
(e.g. Hemingway, Truman, Audubon) to climbing a lighthouse built in 1848 for
spectacular views of the city. And don’t miss out on the sweet yet tart dessert
that is the specialty of the island -- key lime pie!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qQCv64YXLKe4_s8CYZAqaBFsKMoPAR7go3n5I94aBa1k9IUSy0rFrFkmKdGLUKPRctIW5E2NUKYy3XFp6IIHVuVSGaSrFf2tGKgLxZDYo9LH03EL3Xe-SRC8s0cjp4QOQvNOmf2nQlU/s960/F3AE2751-A8FC-4B40-A78C-0811A62E0381.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qQCv64YXLKe4_s8CYZAqaBFsKMoPAR7go3n5I94aBa1k9IUSy0rFrFkmKdGLUKPRctIW5E2NUKYy3XFp6IIHVuVSGaSrFf2tGKgLxZDYo9LH03EL3Xe-SRC8s0cjp4QOQvNOmf2nQlU/s320/F3AE2751-A8FC-4B40-A78C-0811A62E0381.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Southernmost point in the continental USA in Key West</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">91.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Mount
Dora / Renninger’s Florida Twin Markets</b>: This historic small town in
Central Florida is situated along beautiful Lake Dora and is packed with
boutique shops, eateries, and parks. This is the perfect way to spend a morning
or afternoon, browsing through all of the stores and antique shops while
admiring the quaint architecture of this pet-friendly town before settling in
for a meal at one of the delicious restaurants or sidewalk cafes. Don’t miss
seeing the Historic Donnelly House built in the Queen Anne style in 1893. There
are plenty of options to explore the waterways around the town as well, from
pontoon boat rides through the canals, to the popular CatBoats that you drive
as you sit just above the water for close views of nature. Mount Dora is also home
to many popular festivals throughout the year which draw numerous visitors.
Additionally, the Renninger’s antiques and flea market is open on the weekends
and is a massive market at 117 acres in size. There is a large outdoor flea and
farmer’s market with hundreds of booths that sell every type of obscure or
homemade item you can imagine, with plenty of food booths to keep you fed all
day. There is also a large indoor antiques market with over 180 stalls to browse
for hours as you rifle through all the bric-a-brac for sale. Even if you’re not
typically a fan of antique stores, the sheer size and diversity of the
offerings at Renninger’s will ensure that you find something you never knew you
needed.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuVL44EGhE6azTH8dPOhWQauZQW5pqJOXIUR6UuK4SX9Ne2sGW-v1vCt4S6LN4M6Oh4kVCHilCw763GMMN7speGQ20SO0v1ygJVI497IbbLMYEuBXPVdb7JOpaEQucThvMV7uMJ9M6jBY/s2048/FA607A44-F03B-4637-B376-F3ED2469F99F.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuVL44EGhE6azTH8dPOhWQauZQW5pqJOXIUR6UuK4SX9Ne2sGW-v1vCt4S6LN4M6Oh4kVCHilCw763GMMN7speGQ20SO0v1ygJVI497IbbLMYEuBXPVdb7JOpaEQucThvMV7uMJ9M6jBY/s320/FA607A44-F03B-4637-B376-F3ED2469F99F.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Historic Donnelly House</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">92.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Winter
Park</b>: The main entertainment district in Winter Park is along Park Avenue,
which is a tree-lined street adorned with parks and plenty of boutique shops
and independent restaurants. Come for a casual stroll and enjoy the relaxing
atmosphere as you amble along each block and window shop. Every Saturday
morning at the old train depot, there is a plant and produce farmer’s market
that draws in excellent vendors each week. Winter Park also hosts several
famous art festivals during the spring and autumn, which attract hundreds of
creative art vendors from all over the country and is the perfect opportunity
to pick up that special piece to adorn your home. Wandering through the
beautiful campus of Rollins College to admire all of the Spanish Mediterranean
style architectures is a treat as well, including the historic Knowles Memorial
Chapel and the Cornell Fine Arts Museum which is free to attend. And for
further cultural adventures, make sure to visit the Morse Museum, tour the Casa
Feliz historic home, and wander through the Albin Polasek Museum and Sculpture
Gardens, all located in the heart of Winter Park.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilwHWEkUbA7aPy0ldtJdCqW1h8A8T97bchkfg2bZ4s9CZtiaSvud_d-50dA9vtlgH2Vc5NJgbgOkEYSzyrafnp2XrnOGpKWN84emzdjj5_NqO6rAAasiIC9mPDjoMZuiNTmjQZaeXxILE/s960/286008BC-9B7C-4A40-9528-553379CCA121.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilwHWEkUbA7aPy0ldtJdCqW1h8A8T97bchkfg2bZ4s9CZtiaSvud_d-50dA9vtlgH2Vc5NJgbgOkEYSzyrafnp2XrnOGpKWN84emzdjj5_NqO6rAAasiIC9mPDjoMZuiNTmjQZaeXxILE/s320/286008BC-9B7C-4A40-9528-553379CCA121.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Historic Casa Feliz house in Winter Park</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">93.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Cedar
Key</b>: This small island off the gulf coast hasn’t changed much in the years
since it was built, and people liken it to old Key West before it became a
tourist destination. This quiet island community is known for their laid back
way of life, so don’t come here looking for much action. There are nature
trails and wildlife refuges to explore with topnotch birdwatching, kayaking
through the gulf waters, fishing from the pier or on chartered boats, and
eating plenty of freshly caught seafood in the local restaurants. Cedar Key
also has important history to learn, as it played a role in the Civil War, was
on the railroad line for exporting goods internationally, and was the site of a
major pencil factory before a hurricane destroyed the town. Come here to relax
and enjoy the coastal way of life, recharging yourself in the gulf breezes and Florida
sun.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">94.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Fernandina
Beach Historic District</b>: This 50-block National Historic District on Amelia
Island is a thriving seaport neighborhood with plenty of artisan restaurants
and eclectic shops to satisfy your whims. The preserved historic architecture
makes the perfect setting for horse-drawn carriage rides and casual strolls
along the streets while enjoying the cool sea breeze. For a taste of the town’s
pirating past, visit Florida’s oldest operating saloon (Palace Saloon) or tour
the Marlin & Barrel Distillery which distills their own handcrafted
liquors. History buffs will enjoy learning about the shrimping history of the
island at one of the several museums or admiring the architecture of the many
buildings including the Victorian-style courthouse which is still in use today.
The historic district is a short distance from beautiful beaches, golf courses,
and cycling trails to enjoy the natural beauty of Amelia Island.<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvzyxrl9PB6sQNyWsL99QZ1ZcxpT_3nIgpzbYPCGskkOWSuN13ftQ81xT2CxgBanuwl-cfWRfUrHh3NtZkHZyP3kKuaYIQSHKJOsursnhKCEytZk_nN8S4jjMOw225OL6q2b14tk6adE/s2048/IMG_8208.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvzyxrl9PB6sQNyWsL99QZ1ZcxpT_3nIgpzbYPCGskkOWSuN13ftQ81xT2CxgBanuwl-cfWRfUrHh3NtZkHZyP3kKuaYIQSHKJOsursnhKCEytZk_nN8S4jjMOw225OL6q2b14tk6adE/s320/IMG_8208.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Old Nassau County Courthouse in Fernandina Beach</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">95.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">International
Drive</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: This tourist mecca is a stretch of road in Orlando with an abundance
of places to eat, shop, and experience thrills. From ICON Park which houses the
gigantic Orlando Ferris wheel, to Madame Tussauds wax museum, to the largest
museum of osteology (bones) for the science nerd in all of us, there is plenty
to do. Pointe Orlando is a section which has many restaurants, stores, and a
movie theater. There are giant slingshots, the world’s tallest swing ride – the
Starflyer, helicopter tours, and plenty of other thrill rides for
adventure-seekers. Escape rooms, mini-golf, go-kart racing, and water slides
are all found here as well. This strip is Orlando’s answer to the Vegas strip,
and it is easily walkable but there is also the I-Ride Trolley and the Lynx bus
systems to get around.</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ZhoayMW3n6x-OSvNyQFNm5w5hFg5Wok649eyBsZ7KIpNRnwJ7imyRX3_QYuVlQvyrnlxxgHe4c-35exNkLKo8iggdIBj5pRTHG9dtY8-5TLfkY9FRv6rVy1dm8j1WfvtmF4A2lNdfPs/s2048/IMG_0162.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1700" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ZhoayMW3n6x-OSvNyQFNm5w5hFg5Wok649eyBsZ7KIpNRnwJ7imyRX3_QYuVlQvyrnlxxgHe4c-35exNkLKo8iggdIBj5pRTHG9dtY8-5TLfkY9FRv6rVy1dm8j1WfvtmF4A2lNdfPs/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Wheel at ICON Park dominates the skyline</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">96.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>DeLand</b>:
DeLand’s historic downtown is a quaint district north of Orlando that is
replete with early 20<sup>th</sup> century architecture and an old-timey vibe.
There are many antique shops and outdoor cafes to check out, along with a
mixture of eclectic shops and art galleries and museums to peruse. There are
murals painted on the walls of several buildings, making for a surprise around
every corner. Some of the most famous buildings are the historic Athens Theater
and the County Courthouse with its unmistakable copper-clad dome. For lovers of
historic houses, the Henry A. DeLand House Museum is a treat to walk through while
learning about the town’s history. Another must-see house is the Stetson Mansion which was built in 1886 for famed hat maker John Stetson, and is open for tours throughout most of the year. It was one of the first homes designed and constructed with electricity, steam heat, indoor plumbing, and a call bell system. The home is known for its intricate parquet flooring and its Gilded Age architecture, and during the winter months the house is adorned in over-the-top Christmas decorations. <span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">DeLand makes for an excellent day trip to
see the sights while enjoying the slower pace of life here.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jR8Uhn7s-EBPnqIoYBN4yGwqQFWM02nV6dsJNYvGxdMgYJUvxfk74I1Ju0yFWiQPlDmiEevK01NH4p5Kz1YUecAvRPbYuSWkVKCQ4UihJqGslgmJYTBe137cK5fvXoI_8YjCTc9xXQU/s2048/IMG_8478.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jR8Uhn7s-EBPnqIoYBN4yGwqQFWM02nV6dsJNYvGxdMgYJUvxfk74I1Ju0yFWiQPlDmiEevK01NH4p5Kz1YUecAvRPbYuSWkVKCQ4UihJqGslgmJYTBe137cK5fvXoI_8YjCTc9xXQU/s320/IMG_8478.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">DeLand House Museum</div><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">97.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Disney
Springs</b><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">: This shopping and dining complex recently received a complete
makeover, but it remains entirely free to visit, which is a rarity at Disney.
There are over 100 stores located here, so you’re sure to find something that
piques your interest, some of the most popular being the World of Disney
(housing the world’s largest collection of Disney merchandise) and the Lego
store. There are dozens of top-notch dining establishments as well, so you have
plenty of options after working up an appetite from shopping. There are many
fun activities to enjoy as well, such as bowling at Splitsville, watching a
movie on one of AMC’s 24 screens, driving across the lake on a floating car,
flying high on a helium-filled balloon, and watching a new Disney-themed Cirque
de Soleil show </span><i style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Drawn to Life</i><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> which will be premiering soon!</span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdJAC2UkhKdOJi-NF8oi7tAd1DaMLmYx74iSYck1-SAufgTk4NemHIWOmW4KD29-wkoyHfqWqCjC-JhonFhxXT-bfsEuJikdRZs10RvriNYC1CkY4n-jjmCo3W4mafXQ828qgWHdZzGJg/s695/37D6DF60-EF09-4270-B1A9-245AB6C92CDF.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="556" data-original-width="695" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdJAC2UkhKdOJi-NF8oi7tAd1DaMLmYx74iSYck1-SAufgTk4NemHIWOmW4KD29-wkoyHfqWqCjC-JhonFhxXT-bfsEuJikdRZs10RvriNYC1CkY4n-jjmCo3W4mafXQ828qgWHdZzGJg/s320/37D6DF60-EF09-4270-B1A9-245AB6C92CDF.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Even the drinks have hidden Mickeys at The Edison in Disney Springs</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">98.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Ybor
City</b>: This historic city is just northeast of downtown Tampa and was
founded by cigar manufacturers, where thousands of immigrants worked in the
cigar factories and rolled millions of cigars annually. Ybor City is the only
neighborhood on Florida’s west coast to be designated a National Historic
Landmark District, and it is now a thriving district with many eclectic places
to shop, eat, and drink. The Ybor City Museum showcases the history of cigar
making and includes a casita which is representative of a typical
cigar-worker’s family home. The oldest restaurant in Florida – Columbia – is a
staple for delicious Spanish food and flamenco dancing, and should not be
missed. At night, the neighborhood becomes a lively spot for bar hopping and
live music. <b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYUPLC1kMBnUY5kZrqo5aVXYO5yTkT-gkqSmY6An_vZ8NIDvODXmKdfym-kqI7su3x1VKtvT1t0zcKYuTID91nz5KBIVxYLkzTGSYNtodRe2LGJfUCoRxApK8qb2U3G1Jbpvnd8H1KfRU/s929/65EA6739-7B4C-44AA-8E52-C77E4C284C3A.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="725" data-original-width="929" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYUPLC1kMBnUY5kZrqo5aVXYO5yTkT-gkqSmY6An_vZ8NIDvODXmKdfym-kqI7su3x1VKtvT1t0zcKYuTID91nz5KBIVxYLkzTGSYNtodRe2LGJfUCoRxApK8qb2U3G1Jbpvnd8H1KfRU/s320/65EA6739-7B4C-44AA-8E52-C77E4C284C3A.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tiled wall of the Columbia Restaurant</div><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Sports</span><o:p></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">99.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Daytona
International Speedway</b>: This historic speedway was transformed into a
state-of-the-art motorsports facility in 2016, causing it to be awarded the
prestigious Sports Business Award for Sports Facility of the Year. With over
100,000 seats and a sports complex spread over 500 acres, this massive facility
has one of the most diverse racing schedules in the world, including NASCAR’s Daytona
500, IndyCar and Formula 1 racing, Supercross, and more. Tours are offered which
allow you to access backstage areas that most fans typically never see,
including the infield, the Press Box, and the Axalta Injector, and ending with
a photo op next to the most recent Daytona 500 championship car. Additionally,
the Motorsports Hall of Fame of America was recently relocated here, and access
is included with each Speedway tour. For the ultimate fan, the NASCAR Racing
Experience allows you to either ride in a NASCAR race car around the track, or
even drive the car yourself!<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKL29pGc90YRrO5jAqj1wpuxnvmR9vPnoapLem3k7yCwqhvCVwSgwzmBYuCSimN7zR56MPLb2bMsLkUZRNYFFGw-hjHQVZhTX6JQtsxStYS8oXyBzghDKZVM1-fXhsvcKlosa7pC6bS8N_8Yke1UolExYVOhInPl6X1nfiIFMo-f-wQSExeQQ7v6Av=s4032" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2611" data-original-width="4032" height="207" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKL29pGc90YRrO5jAqj1wpuxnvmR9vPnoapLem3k7yCwqhvCVwSgwzmBYuCSimN7zR56MPLb2bMsLkUZRNYFFGw-hjHQVZhTX6JQtsxStYS8oXyBzghDKZVM1-fXhsvcKlosa7pC6bS8N_8Yke1UolExYVOhInPl6X1nfiIFMo-f-wQSExeQQ7v6Av=s320" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The NASCAR Racing Experience</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
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</span></span></span></b><!--[endif]--><b>Attend a Sports Game</b>: Florida has an
abundance of sports teams throughout the state, with many loyal and avid fans
of these teams, whether they are collegiate or professional teams. Seeing a
live game in person allows you to feel the thrill of the sport with thousands
of other fans, and you can rejoice in victory together when your team wins.
Below are some of the available professional sports teams you can attend (with
collegiate football included). Additionally, Florida hosts many major league baseball
teams for spring training, so if your favorite team is from out of state, you might
still be able to watch them practice here. <b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.75in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Basketball</b>: Orlando Magic, Miami Heat<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
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</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Football</b>: Tampa Bay Buccaneers, Miami Dolphins,
Jacksonville Jaguars<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
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</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>College Football</b>: Florida Gators, Florida
State Seminoles, Miami Hurricanes, UCF Knights, South Florida Bulls<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
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</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Baseball</b>: Tampa Bay Rays, Miami Marlins<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.75in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Soccer</b>: Orlando City SC, Miami Fusion,
Tampa Bay Mutiny<b><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.75in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; font: 7pt "Times New Roman"; line-height: normal;">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b>Hockey</b>: Tampa Bay Lightning, Florida
Panthers, Orlando Solar Bears<b><o:p></o:p></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicai8zgXCXyAKO3aTxAhl2wwgUX8RAGT1uAh3tBVhcIQb5tuLzGk6njGqGC3zWi_BQQPpGVK6Pb9a5GgKGrXmLPCWxJC0EvOSXySmPS8mTAHCczEJ8azy85Ws19mMh0OqZhnsTg3DN-_g/s960/EC2515B1-A44B-49C0-B3FE-865A310B160A.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="661" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicai8zgXCXyAKO3aTxAhl2wwgUX8RAGT1uAh3tBVhcIQb5tuLzGk6njGqGC3zWi_BQQPpGVK6Pb9a5GgKGrXmLPCWxJC0EvOSXySmPS8mTAHCczEJ8azy85Ws19mMh0OqZhnsTg3DN-_g/s320/EC2515B1-A44B-49C0-B3FE-865A310B160A.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Orlando Magic basketball game at the Amway Arena</div></div>Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-32892516840203486472020-09-08T22:02:00.001-04:002020-12-05T09:04:38.222-05:00Petra and the Last Crusade<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4A1mSVdVe0MHvbZaSyvuuGBktS8zDAlR2Q4ugNCqKHPKX33WjdY8s56eWoiEkAdgpHwH5HSEm8UM4agPEN-0srOzykRdceyyuwIeUPBUvyX6mm5bEKC4GP4EJv5esdyx4icJFbkmDp7c/s320/Petra+9.jpg" style="display:none;"/>
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Picture the scene – Indiana Jones has discovered the highly
treasured Holy Grail, only to lose it again in a twist of fate. With the ancient
temple collapsing around him, Jones can be seen escaping as a plume of smoke envelops
the entrance. He then jumps astride his trusty horse, and rides off into the distance
as the credits roll. Back in 1989 when this movie was released, the exotic
location of this desert temple was unbeknownst to many, whereas now it is
practically a household name. While Indiana Jones has undoubtedly brought considerable
recognition to this foreign locale, Petra is now one of the world’s most famous
and spectacular archaeological sites, even earning a place amongst the New
Seven Wonders of the World. And it is into this movie scene that I was able to
spend a couple days extensively wandering through on a trip to Jordan several
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Donning my wide-brimmed Tilley hat that vaguely resembles
a knock-off of Indiana Jones’ fedora, I lathered on my 100+ SPF sunscreen and
stepped through the turnstile to enter the Petra Archaeological Park. One could
be forgiven for thinking that the wonders of Petra would be just on the other side
of the turnstile, but nothing could be further from the truth. Upon exiting the
visitor center, there is a one kilometer stretch of unpaved road to traverse in
the blazing sun, with precious little to see along this unshaded route. At the
end of this tiring portion of the walk, the entrance to the <i>siq</i> looms
mysteriously ahead. The <i>siq</i> is a narrow canyon with high walls created by
a geological fault split apart by tectonic forces many eons ago. Entering this
gaping crack in the wall, I am explicitly aware of the sensation of passing through
a portal into a different dimension. The rough surfaces of the canyon have become
smooth over the centuries from water erosion, as far-fetched as that sounds out
here in the dry desert. Following the winding path for over another kilometer, I
am shaded from the heat of intense sun and able to marvel at the beauty of
nature’s creation. Every few minutes, the sound of hoofbeats can be heard echoing
through the ravine, warning of an approaching horse-drawn buggy laden with
weary passengers wishing to bypass the grueling walk.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After countless dizzying twists and bends through the dramatic
canyon, there is a heightened sense of anticipation as the end approaches. There
in the distance, just barely seen through a crack in the walls, the traces of a
manmade structure begin to emerge. Gradually the faint mirage begins to take shape,
as more of the edifice becomes visible through the lens of the canyon walls. At
last the path through the <i>siq</i> abruptly ends and the walls fall away, opening
up to a massive fantastical building looming overhead. Carved directly into the
sandstone cliff walls is the columned façade of a Greco-Roman style building
called Al-Khazneh (The Treasury), built by the Nabataeans over 2000 years ago. Unfazed
by the gawping visitors, several camels are calmly resting on the sand in front
of this building, completely oblivious to the carved wonder that they are
sitting beside. Despite what the movies would have you believe, there is no
vast temple complex within the structure; on the contrary, there is just a
single empty room that is believed to have been the mausoleum of a Nabataean
king. While there may not be a Holy Grail hidden within The Treasury, the real
treasure to be found is this beautiful and vast archaeological complex that I have
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Admiring The Treasury</div>
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Having finished marveling at the Treasury, I turned to
the right and continued to follow the dusty path. The sandstone has a
pinkish-orange hue, giving Petra the nickname The Rose City because of the countless
structures carved into this colorful rockface. Gradually, more of the buildings
become visible, indicating that this used to be a significant trading city many
centuries ago. Most of the structures are a simple rectangular shape with few
identifying features aside from a strip of geometrical designs across the top
of each building. Venturing into several of these, I notice that they are virtually
all just a single room with an occasional niche or two carved into the walls.
While there are few identifiable features of individual past lives, I try to envision
life back in the day, living amidst this bustling metropolis of a major trading
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Numerous rock hewn buildings within Petra</div>
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Continuing further along the road gives me a better
understanding of the daily lives the ancient Nabataeans led. The main thoroughfare
within this ancient city is an additional two kilometers, along which many
fascinating ruins can be found. There is a Roman amphitheater where large
crowds gathered for entertainment, and a long stretch of colonnaded road that
still remains from when the Romans expanded their empire and engulfed what is modern
day Jordan. A Byzantine Church houses an impressively preserved collection of
decorative tile mosaics along the excavated floors, indicating the role that
religious worship played in the lives of these inhabitants. And the remains of
the largest structure in Petra – the Great Temple – is a multi-level complex
that covers a vast swathe of land where the administrative officials likely
gathered to rule this city. But the true highlight of Petra’s wonders lies even
beyond all of these structures and requires considerable determination to
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A local Bedouin surveying the vast expanse of Petra (and the mountain in the distance upon which The Monastery is located)</div>
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Some more of the rock dwellings within Petra</div>
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The remains of a Roman colonnade</div>
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Upon reaching the end of the desert trail, I began the
final segment of my journey. Standing between me and victory lay a steep and
windy uphill climb consisting of over 800 rugged steps to scale. There were two
options available to proceed -- an arduous climb up the side of the mountain by
foot, or seated astride a cantankerous donkey for the cost of a few paltry dinars.
So of course, I chose the donkey, knowing that I could ascend this insurmountable
obstacle and reach my destination in style, just like Indiana Jones did! This
poor beast of burden had the unenviable task of carrying me up the mountain like
a hefty sack of potatoes. No sooner had I mounted my noble steed, when he
lurched forward and began to lumber away from the group, eager to proceed. Upon
being rounded back up, my steed rejoined the small caravan of donkeys which trudged
forward, beginning the ascent up the steps. What the guide failed to mention at
the outset of the journey was that I would be trusting my life to the unsure footing
of this ornery beast while he stumbled up the treacherous steps. Every time we
overtook a pedestrian on the path, the donkey edged around the hiker, getting
dangerously close to the precipitous cliff edge. One misstep and I would go
from merely dangling over the edge to tumbling down to my certain death. I suddenly
became a backseat driver, critiquing each step that the donkey took and judging
each unbalanced stumble while looking for better footing. But of course, he
couldn’t understand my pleas as he plodded forward, unconcerned for my
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Beginning the ascent up the mountainside via donkey</div>
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After many near death experiences where I saw my
all-too-short life flash before my eyes, my donkey finally rounded the last
bend in the path and clambered up the last stretch of the trail with a little
extra pep in his step, knowing that he would soon get to relax and receive a
special treat to munch on. And just like in the movies, the dramatic finale
music crescendoed to a heart-pounding climax as the prized object came into
view at long last. Rising from the desert sands was the monumental Ad Deir (The
Monastery) building, one of the finest examples of rock-carved temples within
the entire archaeological site. For here was the true holy grail within Petra –
a beautiful temple that was built in the first century AD for religious
ceremonies, and remains in remarkable condition even today. Scarcely anyone had
traversed the arduous path and made it to the summit upon which I stood, allowing
me to feel like I was a lone wanderer who conquered the desert’s dangers and
succeeded against all odds at discovering a lost treasure forgotten by history.
I proudly stood in front of the Monastery and admired the massive structure and
the amount of skill that it must have taken an ancient civilization to build, fully
understanding the indisputable ranking that Petra holds as one of the New Seven
Wonders of the World. Upon awakening from my reverie, I slowly came to my
senses and realized that as exhausted as I was, I was only halfway through my
journey – for I now had to retrace every step through the miles of barren
desert on my path to exit the site. And away I plodded into the distance,
acutely aware of my aching feet and tired muscles, but not wanting to trade
this experience for anything.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Spectacular view of The Monastery</div>
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The lone explorer in front of The Monastery</div>
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Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-86030813698623697282020-08-29T16:12:00.000-04:002020-09-09T18:45:52.788-04:00The Murderous GarminaTraveling through continental Europe by rental car is
surprisingly easy and convenient. Effortless access to rental cars at the
airports and an efficient highway system on which to drive them throughout the
various countries make this a seamless process. Despite some websites claiming
that you will need to obtain an International Driver’s Permit (IDP) from a
local AAA office prior to your trip, I have never found this added expense to
be necessary – a basic US driver’s license has been sufficient every single
time I have rented a car in Europe. You may remember my struggles with <a href="https://wanderingpharmacist.blogspot.com/2020/06/summiting-skellig-michael.html" target="_blank">driving on the left side of the road in Ireland</a>, but that particular difficulty is
isolated to the British Isles; just like the majority of the world, mainland Europe
drives on the right side of the road which makes for easy acclimatization for road-tripping
Americans. The final vital component for a successful highway adventure is an
updated GPS navigation system with European maps pre-loaded (or a phone with an
excellent international plan as an alternative). Enter Garmina, our steadfast guide
and occasional archnemesis who frequently seemed to be plotting our untimely
demise.<br />
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While driving through the Loire Valley in northern France
on one trip, we visited several magnificent chateaux each day, traversing along
the scenic backroads without any incidents. However, one day we planned to see the
off-the-beaten-path troglodyte Château de Brézé, which has a vast subterranean portion
of the castle built deep into the soft limestone tufa. I’m unsure what incited
Garmina to morph from a disinterested navigator into a vindictive murderer, but
it was on our journey to this chateau that her true form appeared. While
driving through the rural roads of the French countryside, there was an empty
portion of the map that we were being led toward. Without warning, the road
abruptly ended at the edge of a meadow where we clearly were not intended to
drive our car. With much conviction, Garmina insisted that we continue to drive
straight ahead along her imaginary road, despite the obvious lack of asphalt.
And that’s when we noticed the large bilingual road sign that was conspicuously
placed to be unmissable while also blocking any path forward. It was not your
standard “No Trespassing” sign, by any means. Instead, the sign boldly stated in
red and black letters: <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>“DANGER – MILITARY LAND – UNEXPLOSED PROJECTILES ON THE
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Despite its lack of being an actual word, the definition
of “unexplosed” came through loud and clear. I wasn’t about to confront fate
over a misspelling and fall victim to the evil machinations of my GPS device.
Instead, we backtracked and took several narrow offshooting farm lanes in an
effort to bypass the minefield. But every time that Garmina decided to reroute
our path, she perpetually led us back to yet another entrance to the death
trap. Perhaps she was experiencing some perverse form of sadistic excitement by
leading us once more unto the breach of a former battleground to bravely join
the fray, but I preferred the monotony of staying alive. In a self-preserving
manner, we had to mute the homicidal maniac and follow our own detour around
the military zone, eventually escaping certain death and coming out victorious
by discovering our destination. I had previously been grateful to have an
authoritative voice guiding me throughout this foreign land, but now I realized
that the seductive Garmina was not to be trusted and had become a loathed rival
after the shock of our nasty breakup finally came to realization. And yet, as
much as we despised each other, we also needed each other to accomplish our
individual purposes…<o:p></o:p></div>
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After surviving Garmina’s failed attempt to blow our car
to smithereens, we cautiously made it through the rest of the vacation without
any further incidents. Having reconciled our differences at the completion of
the vacation, we decided to let Garmina redeem herself during a future road trip
through Italy. Similarly to the previous trip, Garmina started out wonderfully
helpful, using her sultry voice to direct us from town to town until we ultimately
arrived in the city of Naples. While we were driving along the main thoroughfare
of the city on a pleasant weekend afternoon, Garmina abruptly interrupted our
conversation and began redirecting us along an alternate route for no obvious
reason. Fearing an unseen accident or road closure ahead, we faithfully changed
course and let our path be dictated by the omniscient guide. At the next
intersection we approached a one-way street, onto which Garmina commandingly
told us to turn, and so without hesitation we turned the corner and came face
to face with an unexpected sight.<o:p></o:p></div>
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As far as the eye could see down the long stretch of road
was an outdoor market lined with stalls and hundreds of locals out shopping. The
side street was narrow and left virtually no room to proceed amongst the
shoppers. Furthermore, since this was a one-way street, there was absolutely no
hope of turning around and escaping from whence we came, especially after
another small vehicle blindly followed us around the corner, thereby robbing us
of our last ditch opportunity to reverse and make a hasty getaway. Faced with
no alternatives, we bravely forged a path into the bustling market. The pedestrians
had to press up against the sides of the stalls as we inched forward, and
occasionally the shopkeepers even had to move their wares to prevent them from
being knocked over. We received numerous death stares from vendors and shoppers
as we passed, and I sunk down into my passenger seat to avoid seeing the wrath
of the outside world. Had the stalls been filled with items other than fresh
fish and local produce, I might have rolled down my window, browsed the
contents from my car seat, and haggled for a fair price while doing a slow drive-by.
But as it was, I was filled with such embarrassment that I couldn’t even make
eye contact with the vendors as I hid in my seat.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After what seemed like the longest stretch of road we’d
ever driven, during which we narrowly avoided taking out several hobbling
grandmothers in the process, the outdoor market finally dissipated and then
came to an end. At last, freedom was within sight! We finally emerged from
the market after a white-knuckled drive through the gauntlet, and somehow
survived to tell our tale without any casualties. Breathing a deep sigh of
relief at withstanding the humiliating ordeal, we continued down the path until
Garmina decided to break the silence and resume speaking. She unapologetically
demanded that we turn at the next intersection and rejoin our initial path from
which we had been diverted by our evil mistress. Once we got back on
the main road through town, we could clearly see that there had been no
accident or slowdown of any kind – the sparse traffic was moving along at a
steady pace without obstruction. Apparently our 20 minute detour through a
crowded street market had been part of Garmina’s diabolical plan all along to make
us suffer and remind us who was truly in charge of our trip. Even though we
pulled through unscathed, Garmina had won her small victory yet again.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Gluttons for punishment, we continue to bring Garmina
with us on future vacations, where she repeatedly rebels from her designated “third
wheel” status in this relationship and tries to sabotage our road trips across
Europe. In Germany, she blatantly disregarded the posted road signs and told us
to continue onto a highway that had been partially closed for construction work.
Had we been able to understand the German language signs, we may have been able
to prevent this disaster, but she knew that we could not read German and were
therefore unable to prevent the impending trap. As a result of surviving another
of Garmina’s schemes, the German word for detour (<i>umleitung</i>) has been deeply
burned into my memory, surprisingly coming in handy on numerous occasions during
the rest of the trip and allowing us to circumvent any further shenanigans by
Garmina. Or that one time in Spain where Garmina knowingly guided our car down
an unmarked pedestrian alley through the mazelike center of town which gradually
became so narrow that even with our side view mirrors folded inward, there was
no physical way of advancing. We were forced to reverse around multiple tight
corners for several blocks until we were back on a true road again, which was a
harrowing experience.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Despite these distressing driving mishaps that seem to
happen with regularity on our European road trips, I would never give up the
opportunity to forge our own path through a foreign land. Driving gives you a
freedom you can’t get with public transportation or tour groups, and allows you
to spontaneously make detours and stop at any roadside attraction or oddity
that you stumble across while driving to your next destination. And even if you
happen to get into a bit of a bind while traveling, this only serves to give
you an unforgettable story to regale others with in the future! And this all
serves to show that you really need to pick your travel companions with care –
especially when it comes to navigation systems like our dear Garmina!<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Andalusian region in southern Spain is one of my
favorite regions in all of Europe for multiple reasons. Moorish-style buildings
dominate the architectural landscape with their intricately carved designs of geometric
shapes and calligraphy, interspersed with beautiful arches that evoke awe in
the observer. Gastronomic appetites are satiated with dishes of <i>jamón ibérico</i>
(cured Iberian ham), <i>croquetas</i>, <i>tortilla de patatas</i> (potato quiche),
and <i>churros con chocolat</i> for dessert. And who could forget marzipan, the
sweet nectar of the gods handmade by local nuns and sold from behind stone convent
walls via a rotating turntable contraption to maintain their cloistered
sabbatical from outside interaction. But the true heart and soul of Andalusia
is expressed through the artistry of the flamenco dance, which can be
experienced at <i>tablao</i> venues throughout the region.</div>
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No visit to Andalusia is complete without attending at
least one flamenco show, and Seville has the best offerings around. From flashy
productions that attract large numbers of tourists each night, to intimate
stages where the audience is practically within arm’s reach of the performers,
there is a wide array of options to experience a flamenco show. Since I was
spending several nights in the city of Seville, I opted to attend two vastly
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For my first venture into the world of flamenco, I
decided to go with the touristy “dinner and a show” flamenco experience at El
Palacio Andaluz. This is the most heavily advertised show in the city, drawing
in the largest number of spectators that want an easily accessible taste of
culture. The venue was located in a large ballroom packed with dinner tables
for all of the tourists who are looking for a nicely packaged experience handed
to them on a platter. Upon being escorted to my assigned table, I was handed an
English menu and I made my meal selection. Next up in the rotation of employees
was a photographer entreating me to smile and pose for the camera, shortly
followed by a sales pitch about the different options for purchasing my
souvenir photograph. Next came the waiters bringing the standard dinner fare as
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The lights dimmed and the performers made their grand
entrance onto the stage with much gusto and flair. The standard flamenco show
includes several guitarists sitting in the background, so as not to detract
attention from the female performers. The guitarists blend mournful vocals and well-timed
handclaps and foot stomps to add intensity to the music. While typically
relegated to be background, they perform an integral role in creating the
soulful music that draws at your heartstrings and pulls your emotions along a
rollercoaster ride throughout the different performances. Despite the
indispensable element these musicians bring to the performance, it is the
brightly adorned flamenco dancers with their ruffled dresses that mesmerizingly
swirl and twist around their bodies which capture the audience’s full attention.
The dancers were highly skilled and filled the large room with their exuberant
movements across the stage, interspersed with moments of emotional tension to
draw in the undivided attention of the crowd. The show was a thrilling display
of dance and music, and was very entertaining to behold! However, it felt like
a rigidly staged production with an overriding element of superficiality enveloping
the entire performance. It was a great show for the mass numbers of tourists that
flock to shows each night, and it certainly piqued my interest in flamenco
dancing, but I left the show craving to discover a more authentic version elsewhere
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Having visited this touristy exhibition of flamenco, my new
goal was to locate an authentic <i>tablao</i> frequented by locals to experience
the genuine expression of their culture. I asked various Sevillanos for their
recommendations, and the overwhelming response was to visit Los Gallos for an
unrivalled performance. This small, nondescript venue was hidden off of a quiet
tree-lined plaza and was easy to overlook. As the hour of the show neared, the front
doors opened, admitting the small gathering that was congregating in the
courtyard. Within the doors was an extremely intimate setting where the
audience sat on cozy, cushioned seats that were mere steps from the stage.
Making my way to the second row, I found the perfect spot for the upcoming
performance. Soon the musicians made their way to the stage, and I sat with bated
breath waiting for the performance to begin as I recalled the show I had
witnessed the previous evening. The men began their cadence of claps and stomps
which heightened when the strummed guitars began to emit their mournful cries.
As the music crescendoed around the audience and perceptibly began to tug on our
heartstrings, the atmosphere on the stage was palpable. Amidst this scene, the
first flamenco dancer gracefully emerged and allowed the music to suffuse into her
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The flamenco dancer is a strong-willed woman who stands dignifiedly
on the stage; her body becomes the vessel through which generations of heartache
are expressed in a physically interpretive dance. Her arms become an extension
of her pain and sorrow as she rhythmically twists and claps while stomping
across the stage. Her face is hardened in a proud yet stoic expression as the musicians
belt out a lyrical verse describing overwhelming sorrows of the past and the
strength of continued perseverance. The entire audience is enraptured by the majestic
display on stage as the dancer gracefully lifts up the bottom of her long,
flowing dress and breaks into a lightning speed crescendo of foot tapping and
stomping, leaving everyone utterly breathless. I was so close to the stage that
I could feel the rush of wind with each quick swirl of her billowing dress,
further drawing me into the dramatic display unfolding before me. This magical juxtaposition
of melancholic music and energetic dance evokes the sadness of a downtrodden existence
mixed with the determination to overcome any obstacle. For it is within this
very scene that I finally experience the Spanish definition of <i>duende</i>,
an expression of passion and inspiration produced by the emotive artistry of authentic
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As the show continued and other flamenco dancers took
their turns on the stage to regale the audience with their own renditions of
inspiring dance, I sat entranced the entire time. The enigmatic dancers were
weaving their spell as they each told their portion of the collective history
of prior generations through their expressive art. Once the show came to a
conclusion, the audience sat in awed silence for a few moments before the spell
was finally broken, and then everyone jumped to their feet in a burst of joyous
applause. I will always remember both nights of flamenco shows that I attended
while in Seville, but let me implore you to venture off the well-trodden
tourist path and explore the hidden alleyways, for it is there that the true
heart and culture of a city can be found!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Halong Bay was recently voted as one of the New Seven
Natural Wonders of the world in addition to already being designated a UNESCO
World Heritage Site. This internationally acclaimed locale lies off the coast
of Vietnam and forms the spectacular backdrop for my next adventure. Having
spent several days immersing myself in the fast-paced culture of the bustling
metropolis of Hanoi, all while dodging hundreds of careening motorbikes every
time I tried to cross a street like a real-life game of Frogger, this excursion
to the peaceful coastal region was a welcome reprieve. Upon arriving at the edge
of the bay, we boarded our overnight boat and settled into our cabins, excited
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Soon afterwards we set sail, and headed out to venture
deeper into the bay. “Halong” literally translates to “descending dragon” which
derives from all of the rock formations jutting out of the water. The natural karst
landscape purportedly resembles green dragon scales protruding from the water,
and ties in with the mythological story of a mother dragon and her children
that saved Vietnam from invaders by dropping jewels of jade from their mouths
which formed the numerous rocky islands and subsequently caused the armada to shipwreck.
Few places can live up to the hype of such a fantastical story, but once we
started sailing deep into the expansive bay, we began to see the fabled
formations slowly approaching. The further we headed into the bay, the more impressive
the scenery became. The sea was simply littered with these green, rocky
formations that stretched to the horizon in all directions, and the view was
stunning. I found myself mesmerized by the landscape and kept taking
photographs of the ever-changing panorama, but could never do it justice
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After a couple hours of navigating through the endless
maze of craggy islands, it was time to experience the bay on a more personal
level. We stepped off the boat and into kayaks, allowing us to experience the
bay from water level. This new perspective removed the safety of the large
vessel and caused us to feel infinitesimal as we rowed among the rock giants.
The water was surprisingly calm as we glided along the surface, allowing us to
concentrate on examining the limestone islands up close without fear of
capsizing. The islands were blanketed in shrubs and other greenery which were
teeming with wildlife – birds were flittering about the trees while a cacophony
of insects was buzzing in the background. Floating along the water was a serene
experience, and I was grateful for this up-close view that most day-trippers to
the bay never get to experience.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After the evening’s excursion on the kayaks, my arms were
sore from the exertion of rowing, and I was appreciative when I was finally
able to sink into bed and be lulled to sleep by the gentle rocking of the boat.
While the day had been unforgettable, there was fortunately another day on the
water to look forward to in the morning.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The next morning, I awoke feeling refreshed and ready to
explore more of the island landscape dotting the bay. Our first stop was Sung
Sot (Surprise) Cave which was located in a massive karst island that created
its own small harbor within the bay. A long winding path wound along the
exterior of the cliffs, leading toward a large opening in the limestone rock face.
Upon entering the mouth of the cave, I followed the tunnel until I emerged into
one of the largest underground caverns that I had ever seen. The vast room exceeded
10,000 square meters in size and felt like I had wandered into a colossal cathedral
as my footsteps echoed throughout the cave. Colorful lights illuminated the
numerous stalagmites and stalactites, resembling daylight filtered through stained
glass windows, further adding to the allusion of stepping within a majestic cathedral.
I gradually ambled through the entirety of the massive cavern, peering down
long-forgotten tunnels and admiring the captivating natural structures that
formed over several millennia.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Upon exiting the cave, we got back onto our boat and sailed
to Ti Top island for the preeminent view within all of Halong Bay. This view can
only be experienced by first climbing over 400 uneven steps to the top of the
island, ensuring that only the most determined will be rewarded the spectacular
view. Upon reaching the lookout point, I was thrust into a 360-degree panorama
of the bay, haphazardly strewn with jade islands as far as the eye could see. The
islands starkly contrasted against the intense blue shades of the sky and water,
creating a picturesque landscape straight from Vietnamese mythology. I stood completely
absorbed by this view, not wanting to avert my eyes from this otherworldly topography
lest I fail to commit it to memory. Eventually it was time to depart, so I begrudgingly
descended from the clifftop and headed back to the boat.<o:p></o:p></div>
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During these past couple days, I had floated amongst the
dragons of the sea, climbed atop their precariously high scales, and explored the
dark realms of their underworld. Living amidst this wonder of nature was an awe-inspiring
and unforgettable experience that I will forever treasure. While Vietnam was
filled with many wonderful moments, Halong Bay stands out as my favorite
experience during my entire visit.<br />
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Sailing among the karst landscape</div>
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Taking a break from kayaking to explore an island</div>
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Relaxing on the beach at Ti Top island</div>
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The multicolored illumination of Sung Sot Cave</div>
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The mere mention of France conjures up vivid images in
people’s minds: the lofty spire of the Eiffel Tower sparkling at night, the
palatial Louvre museum housing some of the world’s most famous artwork, and the
magnificent chateaux of the Loire region showcasing the wealth and power of
their original owners. But one particular image is so synonymous with France that
it isn’t confined to a single location and is ubiquitously found in every corner of the country – the fine dining of French cuisine.
French haute-cuisine is world-renowned as high-quality gourmet dishes created
by master chefs, and evokes an air of arrogance served by haughty waiters. But underneath
this pompous façade lies a plethora of amazingly delicious food that is an essential
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It is into this culinary world that I enter one evening,
stepping into a fancy restaurant to experience a traditional multi-course
dinner and being immediately greeted by waitstaff wearing specially tailored
suits. I feel conspicuously under-dressed in my wrinkled khakis and polo shirt,
but am politely ushered to an empty table and handed a menu written entirely in
French. Fortunately, I took several years of French language classes in high
school and college, so I have a rudimentary understanding of basic phrases that
allows me to stumble through ordering dinner. After browsing through the menu
and hearing his recommendations, I place my order with the waiter in broken
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A basket of freshly baked bread rolls is swiftly placed
on the table, which is a welcome sight to my grumbling stomach. I immediately
swoop in and place a roll on my plate, eagerly anticipating the taste of fresh bread
smothered in melting butter to whet my appetite. Rather than tear the bread
apart with my fingers like an American barbarian, I assume an air of elegance
in this fancy restaurant and pick up my knife to slice the roll in half.
Without explanation, my hand slips and the bread roll flies off my plate and lives
up to its name by continuing to roll halfway across the restaurant, nearly
tripping a passing waiter. To add injury to insult, I notice that my hand is
the same color as the red flush of utter embarrassment washing across my face.
Despite using a dull butter knife to cut the bread, I had somehow managed to slice
open my finger with the blunt blade, and a stream of blood was draining from my
flesh. Grabbing the closest object I could find to stanch the bleeding, I wrapped
my finger with the elegant white cloth napkin from my lap, forever staining the
napkin with my ineptitude. Despite wanting to run out of the restaurant in
humiliation, I kept my composure and anxiously waited for the appetizer to
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My first dish finally arrived, and I could smell the comingling
scents of butter and garlic emanating from my escargot platter. Keen to redeem
my prior blunder, I carefully reached for my fork and cautiously ate each
delicious morsel of escargot one methodical bite at a time. Despite the unappealing
impression that eating snails can evoke in people, I truly found them to be delicious,
and I savored each one with delight. Having eaten the final escargot without
any further mishaps, I was regaining my confidence and ready to take on the
next course of the meal.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The meal fortunately progressed without any more troubles,
and I devoured the remaining dishes of the dinner which included some braised
chicken in wine sauce (<i>coq au vin</i>) and a little bit of duck liver (<i>foie</i> <i>gras</i>)
as a side. After the main courses were completed, I opted for the cheese tray
to accompany dessert. The French truly prize their diverse cheeses, and I
wanted to partake in this experience. Not realizing that a cheese course was such
a production, I was startled when the waiter rolled over a large cart filled
with twenty types of cheeses underneath a plastic lid. My mouth began to salivate
at the thought of tasting new flavors of cheese that I’d never heard of before.
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With a quick motion of his arm, the waiter lifted the lid
off the tray, exposing the prized contents… and that’s when it happened. The
olfactory overload of the combination of intense cheese odors hit my nose with
a fierce uppercut, causing me to reflexively cringe in repulsion before I could
regain my composure. Smirking in victory at having conquered yet another boorish American, the waiter proceeded to describe each particular cheese in lengthy detail,
starting with the hard cheeses and gradually concluding with the soft and moldy goat
cheeses that literally melted on the plate from decay. Throughout the entire
demonstration, the scents of atrociously smelly cheeses enveloped the entire
table, settling like a cloud upon my being and soaking into my clothes. Holding
my breath and starting to go faint at this point, I quickly pointed at a couple
of the less repellant cheeses and made my selection in the hopes that the lid
of death would soon be lowered back onto the tray. After a dramatic display of
slicing the cheeses and delicately placing them onto my plate, the waiter obliged my silent pleas and finally sealed up the rancid dairy display and rolled it onward to the next
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Recovering from the attack on my senses as the air slowly
cleared, I began to taste my cheese selections with trepidation, and they were surprisingly delicious!
Turns out you can’t necessarily judge a cheese by its pungency, because I
savored each bite with honest delight and cleaned the entire plate. At the end
of a nearly three hour dinner, my stomach was stuffed and my eyelids were
starting to droop from exhaustion. Emptying out the rest of my bank account, I
paid the waiter and thanked him for a wonderful dinner despite appearances to
the contrary, and I began the short walk back to the hotel. For many reasons,
this would be a traditional French meal I would never forget, as it had pushed
all of my senses to the limit. And in the process, I apparently found the trick
to clearing out a wide path on a busy sidewalk as well, as all the pedestrians avoided the
cloud of cheese funk that wafted around me the entire solitary stroll home. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Some <i>foie gras</i> delicately prepared</div>
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This post will be a significant divergence from my
typical anecdotes about my travel experiences, but I felt like it was time to
open up and tell the story of my diagnosis of thyroid cancer and the journey to
recovery. But before I begin, I just want to give a spoiler and say that I’m
healthy and doing well, so there is no cause for concern!</div>
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The saga begins in 2017 when I had decided that it was
time to finally start adulting and find a primary care physician to inevitably tell
me that I was healthy and invincible. During my physical I was poked and prodded and had my
personal space violated, and everything initially seemed normal. But when the physician
was palpating my neck and throat, her expression slightly changed and I could
sense that something was abnormal. She discussed that she felt a lump on my
thyroid and recommended that I get a routine ultrasound prior to my next visit.
I wasn’t overly concerned, but obliged her wishes and scheduled my ultrasound for
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I’d not been on the receiving end of medical care much during
my life, so I was actually interested in undergoing the ultrasound procedure to
experience it firsthand and understand what patients endure. The process was
entirely painless as I laid on the table while a gelled-up wand was pressed
into my neck and throat from every angle in order to visualize the thyroid gland
and any possible lymph nodes in the area. After the procedure, I went back to
work for the remainder of the day and waited for my results to be analyzed and
posted on the patient portal within the next couple days.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The official ultrasound results were disconcerting because
they distinctly recommended a biopsy and further nuclear imaging to be performed,
shattering my illusion of invincibility. My next step was to personally review
the American Thyroid Association (ATA) guidelines to decipher the ultrasound
results, and every descriptive detail of my thyroid nodule checked the box for “cancer”:
hypoechoic, internal vascularity, microcalcifications, and larger than 4 centimeters
in size, with a borderline prominent left lymph node. With the more research I
did, the more I realized that I was facing a threatening situation to my
health, so I promptly scheduled a follow-up with my physician to determine the
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Within several days, I was laying back on an examination
table and preparing for my thyroid nodule to get biopsied. I was initially injected
with several stinging shots of lidocaine to numb the area, and then the interventional radiologist performed two fine needle aspirations to obtain different core
samples of the nodule. After the procedure, a Band-aid was placed on the
injection site, and I returned to finish up the rest of my shift. Despite
having multiple needles inserted into my thyroid, I only experienced a very
mild, dull pain at the site, which was a pleasant surprise. The samples were
sent to pathology to be analyzed, and the final results came back as a “benign
follicular nodule” indicating the absence of cancer. To say I was relieved was
an understatement, but I still had this nagging feeling that the histological results weren’t
entirely accurate because of the damning description of the ultrasound findings in conjunction with the ATA guidelines.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Several days later I was scheduled for my nuclear
medicine thyroid imaging scan, in which I swallowed some radioactive Iodine-123
capsules in the morning and returned in the afternoon for images to be done.
The thyroid takes up any circulating iodine in your body, and the capsule’s iodine
was radiolabeled allowing the scanner to detect how much iodine was being taken
up by the thyroid. The following day I returned yet again for additional scans
to compare with the first set. Both scans showed normal uptake of my thyroid,
with a corresponding lack of uptake within the nodule, which is typical.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Throughout this process I had selected an endocrinologist
and set myself up as a new patient. With all of this welcome news, we made the
joint decision to do a follow-up ultrasound in 6 months and then reevaluate the
situation at that time. The second thyroid ultrasound showed no change in the size of the nodule,
but there was increased vascularity compared to the previous study. While this
was a negligible change, the nagging feeling about my biopsy results led me to request that my
endocrinologist refer me to an oncology surgeon for a more professional
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After meeting with the surgeon, he strongly felt that the
left half of my thyroid should be surgically excised, leaving me with half of a
thyroid that should still produce an adequate amount of hormone. While I preferred
to remove the whole thyroid based upon the ultrasound results, I accepted his
decision because the biopsy had been negative, and it would be better to
conserve a partial thyroid and maintain normal functioning if possible. The elective surgery was scheduled, and
I apprehensively waited for the date to eventually arrive.<o:p></o:p></div>
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In April 2018, I arrived at the surgical center feeling
nervous, but ready to proceed. After being disinfected and pre-medicated, I was
wheeled into the operating room and drifted off to a drug-induced sleep. What
seemed like seconds later, I was groggily waking up in the post-operative area as
the anesthesia wore off before being transferred to a hospital room for an uneventful
overnight stay. Because there are four small parathyroid glands embedded directly behind the thyroid gland, they can sometimes get damaged during the surgery, so I was admitted in order to keep a close eye on my calcium levels which would indicate parathyroid damage, of which there was fortunately none. A couple days after discharge, the surgeon personally called me to let me
know that the pathology results of the nodule were back. Despite the prior negative
biopsy, he discussed that the pathology clearly showed papillary thyroid cancer, and I needed to
urgently go back for a second surgery. And that’s when my world came crashing
down as the big C-word finally materialized into a reality for me. Cancer… yes,
it was the "best" kind of thyroid cancer to get if you had to choose because it has the best outcomes, but it was still cancer nonetheless.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Recovering after the left lobe of my thyroid was removed</div>
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Exactly a week after my initial surgery, I was back at
the surgical center having the remainder of my thyroid completely removed, followed
by another overnight hospital stay for observation. It was a complete sense of déjà
vu as I was taken care of by the same nursing staff on the same floor while
recovering from the same surgery, just as my initial incision had begun to
heal. With my throat sealed up with glue for a second time, I was discharged
and allowed to recuperate at home for a week. I began experiencing an inordinate
amount of swelling at the surgical site, and was told to immediately make a
follow-up appointment to evaluate the wound. They determined that I was
developing a post-operative seroma, which was aspirated and drained, and
temporarily helped alleviate the swelling. As the days passed, the bruising and
swelling continued to dissipate, and eventually even the surgical glue came off,
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The bruising and developing seroma post-operatively</div>
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Having the seroma drained under ultrasound-guided aspiration</div>
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With my thyroid completely removed, I now had no ability
to create thyroid hormone, which is in charge of the body’s metabolism. This
causes you to feel sluggish and gain weight among other symptoms, so the body requires
a daily replenishment of synthesized thyroid hormone as a replacement. However,
before you begin a thyroid hormone replacement regimen after surgery, it is necessary
to force your body into a hypothyroid state, causing you to exhibit these
symptoms and experience incessant tiredness that cannot be cured by sleep. Once
the thyroid hormone is sufficiently suppressed, the next step is to visit a radiation
oncologist for further radiologic testing, to make sure that all of the thyroid
has been removed. And this is where it begins to get interesting.<o:p></o:p></div>
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In the radiation oncologist’s office, the physician
retrieves a highly secured radiation-filled capsule enclosed in a portable Fort Knox contraption to
prevent accidental exposure. I swallow the capsule of radioactive Iodine-131 with
the purpose of destroying any residual thyroid tissue that remained post-operatively.
This time around, the radioactivity of the iodine is significant enough to pose
a danger to others in my vicinity. A Geiger counter is waved over me to ensure that there is
indeed an adequate amount of radioactivity emanating from my body, and then I
am promptly ushered out the back door and told to self-quarantine for 3-4 full
days. This involves being isolated in a guest bedroom in the house, completely
avoiding all contact with humans or animals, and refraining from getting within
6 feet of any living thing, even if separated by a wall since the radiation will easily pass through. All of my bodily fluids
were considered to be contaminated, so I had to use disposable
dishes/plasticware to eat, wash all of my clothes separately, and ensure that
no one came into contact with my bedsheets or towels. I felt like an ostracized
leper who was shunned from society, but I at least had the company of my books
and music to occupy my time. All in all, I actually enjoyed my relaxing isolation time, and it allowed me to mentally process my circumstances and begin to feel at peace with everything
that was occurring. Once my quarantine was completed, I was free to join
society again, disappointed that I hadn't gained any special superpowers from my radiation exposure. I was even given a document stating that I’d received
radiation for oncologic purposes, should I set off any radiation detectors at
the airport, in an effort to prove that I wasn’t a dangerous terrorist. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The next step in my recovery process was the whole body
scan, where I was placed inside a gamma scan device similar to a CT machine,
and my entire body was slowly scanned to detect where I was emitting radiation.
This can detect for residual thyroid tissue, as well as the metastatic spread of any
cancerous thyroid tissue throughout the body. My results showed uptake in the
thyroid bed indicating remnant thyroid tissue, but absolutely no evidence of
any lymph node involvement or metastatic disease. Some residual thyroid tissue
is expected post-operatively, and is nothing to be concerned about. This was the best news for which I could
have hoped!<o:p></o:p></div>
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The final step in this process was the initiation of
thyroid replacement hormone, which merely involves taking a single levothyroxine
(Synthroid) pill once daily in the morning as soon as I wake up. I have my thyroid
labs checked on a semi-regular basis, and have been regulated back to a normal level
with no ill side effects. I have essentially been completely cured of my
thyroid cancer, and despite having an unsightly scar on the front of my throat for
everyone to see, I live my life as if nothing happened, which is the best
result that one could imagine. I am truly blessed to have a good core group of
friends, and excellent physicians to have gotten me through this ordeal, and I
look forward to continuing to live the rest of my life cancer-free!<o:p></o:p><br />
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<br />Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-59970825240427571472020-07-07T17:35:00.000-04:002020-07-07T17:40:45.047-04:00My First Military TattooEight full months before I was scheduled to depart for my
vacation, I set my alarm clock for a very important date with destiny. Hours before
daylight even had a notion of appearing on the eastern edge of the United
States, tickets for the Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo were going on sale to
the general public in the United Kingdom, and it was my intention to snag the
best seat that I could. I was only going to be in Edinburgh for a single night
as a stopover between the Orkney and Ireland legs of my trip, so this was my one
opportunity to score a highly coveted ticket. With the feverishness of a
Hamilton fanatic on opening day, I knew I was not going to throw away my shot
to see this show, so I promptly entered the online waiting room as soon as the
ticketing queue opened, and I nervously awaited my turn. Time slowly dragged by
until at last I was selected to proceed and book my ticket. I hastily ordered
my premier seat, and felt a huge sigh of relief when the website’s processing symbol
finally stopped spinning and my order confirmation appeared on the screen. My
spot was secure, and I could finally rise up and seize the day…. by going
promptly back to bed!<br />
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Fast forward eight months, and my airplane touched down
on the Edinburgh tarmac with several hours to spare until my show was scheduled
to begin. I flagged down a taxi, checked into my hotel room, and ambled down to
The Royal Mile to explore the historic district. Scotland’s capital city has
always been one of my favorite cities to wander around with its mix of medieval-style
and Georgian architecture, culminating with the colorful buildings along the
curved Victoria Street which is undeniably the most photogenic block of the
whole city. Once the time approached to enter the castle esplanade, I shuffled
my way through the bustling crowds and joined the throngs of excited attendees.<br />
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I passed through a series of security checkpoints and eagerly
entered into the grandstands, finally setting eyes upon the dominating exterior
of the impregnable castle’s stone walls. While being ushered to my seat, I pleasantly
discovered that I was merely two rows beneath the top military brass with a
view to die for. Turns out that my decision to buy my premier ticket the exact
moment it went on sale was a worthwhile endeavor! The crowds quickly filled the
temporary stadium seating, built to hold around 9000 spectators and hundreds of
performers. Suddenly the overhead speakers came on, and the announcer
officially opened the evening’s festivities in honor of Her Majesty The Queen’s
90<sup>th</sup> year. The royal show had begun!<br />
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What followed next was a dazzling production of military
pageantry accompanied by music and dancing. Regiments of kilted soldiers marched
in formation and played a rousing melody on the bagpipes to get the audience
amped up. Various regiments from distant countries all around the world took
their turns on the performance grounds and demonstrated displays of military
prowess and precision. From weapons inspections to gun tossing to horsemanship
to falconry, each routine was more fantastic than the previous. In a break from
the military flourishes, there was a lively interval of highland dancing, as
women exhibited their highland fling jumps while men leaped in synchrony over
their swords, all to the backdrop of flames shooting up from the ground. Upon
the imposing castle fortifications were projections of the waving Union Jack
flag and other stirring video montages to inspire pride and patriotism.<br />
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As a grand finale, members from each country’s performing
regiments combined into a singular marching force and filled the entire stadium
floor for a monumental end to the evening. In perfect collaboration, the bagpipes,
woodwinds, brass, and percussion sections joined in a beautiful rendition of
The National Anthem and Scotland the Brave, stirring tears from the audience
and a vigorous round of applause. To top off this unforgettable evening, a
spectacular pyrotechnic display of fireworks was unleashed overhead in a
dazzling array of colors and patterns, drawing everyone’s enraptured gaze
skywards. Once the finale had concluded and the thunderous booms had subsided, I
stood to my feet and slowly filed out of the stands with my heart thumping in jubilation
and my arms covered in goosebumps from the emotive showing of the 67<sup>th</sup>
Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo. Despite spending just one night in Edinburgh,
I felt the weight of many centuries worth of the nation’s pride and heritage
filling my entire being that evening, and I will always reflect back upon that
memory with admiration.<br />
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Victoria Street</div>
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Edinburgh Castle as seen from atop the Scott Monument</div>
<br />Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-13451738784824932292020-07-05T16:02:00.002-04:002020-07-05T20:05:50.789-04:00Into the Heart of DarknessThis is the story of my journey into the heart of darkness,
boating along the Chagres River deep into the wild jungles of Panama. From
encountering local natives, observing tribal customs, trekking across
waterfalls, and feasting on freshly caught fish, this was an out of the
ordinary adventure not to be forgotten. Upon leaving the bustling metropolis of
Panama City, we drove for several hours into the rural outskirts of the city.
Life along the perimeter of civilization was extremely rustic, dotted with unfinished
cement block houses amid yards littered with trash piles and scrawny chickens pecking
at the detritus. The further we drove into the countryside, the more haphazard
the dwellings became, ranging from shanties made from corrugated steel to huts
built with wood from the surrounding forests. Despite being typical for most communities in Central and
South America, the abject poverty seen in these small outlying communities is eminently
heart-wrenching.<br />
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After being jostled to death for several hours by the
bumpy rut-filled roads, we reached the river where we awaited our next form of
transportation. Our wooden boat soon arrived, piloted by a man clad in nothing
but a beaded loincloth. He was from one of the local native Embera tribes, and was
ready to guide us up the river to his small village. We clambered into the
canoe and drifted away from the shore, embarking on our river portion of the
journey. Fortunately, some modern technology had spread to this region, and our
boat was equipped with an outboard motor, sparing us from having to endlessly
row upstream all day and expend our muscles in the process. Along the muddy
river we passed by small groupings of wooden huts, each belonging to another village
of native Embera tribespeople. Occasionally, children would run to the
riverside and furiously wave to the strange passersby, excited for the brief interruption
of their daily lives by these curious visitors. Cruising along the calm river
was a welcome respite from the earlier bumpy car ride, and I enjoyed admiring
the jungled scenery around every riverbend and watching the colorful birds
flying overhead.<br />
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Several miles into the expedition, we landed at our
destination, astride a swath of muddy beach. We followed our guide headlong
into the jungle path, ducking past overgrown trees and climbing over vines and
brambles. There was a break in the path as it led to a smaller river, which we
carefully crossed by gingerly tip-toeing over wooden planks laid across the span, each board sagging into
the river with every footstep. Upon successful crossing of the river without any
casualties, we progressed along the path until we reached a spectacular waterfall
hidden amidst the jungle brush. This was such a serene spot that we all stopped
and stared, entranced by the view. After ample time, the guide notified us that
we must continue onward, and abruptly broken from our spells we trudged forward
through the underbrush.<br />
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A short while later we approached a clearing in the woods
and were soon greeted by smiling tribespeople who welcomed us to their humble
village. They ushered us past sturdily-built wooden buildings on stilts, built
to protect the inhabitants from flooding and from unwelcome wildlife. There
were many houses scattered about, and within the center of the village was a
school and an adjacent large building for community gatherings. We climbed up into this broad
central room and sat down to a table laid with plates signaling the advent of
our lunch. The scents of freshly fried fish and plantains wafted through the
air, and set my mouth watering. The meal was quickly devoured, not out of
respect to the hosts, but as a true testament to the deliciousness of the proffered
food that was freshly and locally sourced. The plentiful food was the perfect
antidote to a growling stomach that was ravenous from a long and draining trek
through the jungle. Contentedly sitting back with a full belly, I listened as the
tribe leaders explained the story of the indigenous Embera people and how they
continued to eke out an existence in the tropical regions of Panama. They explained
their customs and daily routines, and then called out for the rest of the tribe
members to display their native music and dancing while dressed in their
colorful and traditionally handmade clothing. They sang and exuberantly danced
in a circle, expressing the joy that can only be found from living contentedly despite
their meager means.<br />
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After this immersion into the Embera lifestyle, we were
invited to follow the tribe’s medicine man into his jungle domain and look at
the different plants that are used to heal various ailments. Through an
interpreter, he described each of the native plants within his garden, and how
specific parts of each plant can be either curative or deadly, demonstrating
the skill needed to differentiate each plant. Stomach pains, headaches, infections,
diarrhea, and impotence were all some of the minor conditions which were touted
to be cured by any number of these native plants, and this information was
fascinating for the pharmacist-centered curiosity which always dwells within my
core. While I don’t intend to add these latest treatments to my armament of
medications, there is extensive science behind the curative properties of
certain plants, leading to the creation of drugs used today – aspirin,
belladonna, opioids, cannabis, etc.<br />
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Armed with this new knowledge and rejuvenated from an
afternoon spent with the local tribespeople, I said my reluctant farewells as
our time together came to a close. I had learned some valuable lessons from
these pleasant people, proving that you don’t need material wealth to be
content. Always wear a smile and treat everyone you meet like a welcome guest,
and your outlook on the world can remarkably shift. This is a much-needed
mantra in today’s divisive environment, and exemplifies that only through
kindness and unity can we hope to achieve a better society for all. If only
we could all strive to be more accommodating like the Embera tribespeople, we
could leave the world a better place for those who follow in our footsteps.<br />
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Typical dugout canoes used by the Embera people today</div>
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Passing by another Embera village along the route</div>
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Traditional wooden houses on stilts</div>
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Exhibiting their native music and dancing</div>
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The village chief is playing the flute</div>
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Following the medicine man into the woods</div>
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The medicine man is explaining the curative properties of his plants</div>
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<b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike>Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-70802299540461393562020-07-03T19:21:00.003-04:002020-07-03T22:46:52.758-04:00Land of Fire and IceFlorida’s winters are envied by much of the world, and
throngs of snowbirds flock to the state during the winter months to escape the
frigid temperatures of the northern United States. It would seem illogical for
a native Floridian to abandon the state during its most ideal weather,
squandering the rare opportunity to venture outside without instantly
succumbing to heat stroke. But that is exactly what I chose to do one December
day. But rather than leaving for an even more tropical destination like a sane
person, I ventured to the extreme opposite climate by flying to the
northernmost capital city in the entire world – Reykjavik, Iceland – during the
middle of the winter solstice. This meant that I was greeted by two unfamiliar
hosts upon my arrival – freezing temperatures and daytime darkness.<br />
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Iceland in the winter has several perks that make it
worthwhile, including the opportunity to see frozen waterfalls, witness
spurting geysers, hike across glaciers, and explore prismatic ice caves, all of
which I was fortunate to experience. Each of these are worthy of their own
post, but they are not the focus of today. This particular adventure starts
with climbing into a different type of cave – a lava tube. Iceland is known as
the land of fire and ice, and that is a well-deserved moniker. Beneath all of
the snowfields and glaciers lies one of the most active volcanic regions in the
world, which came to the forefront of everyone’s attention in <span style="font-family: inherit;">2010 <span style="line-height: 107%;">when Eyjafjallaj</span></span>ö<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 107%;">kull</span><span style="line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="line-height: 107%;">erupted </span>
and</span> disrupted travel plans for millions.<br />
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Another similar volcano erupted over 5000 years ago,
creating a slow-moving lava flow that formed an outer crust upon exposure to
the cold temperatures. This caused the external crust layer to harden while the
internal lava flow continued to stream through, eventually leaving an empty
shell. Today this shell remains as an explorable volcanic tunnel that stretches
for nearly a mile in length. Donning my hard hat and headlamp, I descend into
the Raufarhólshellir lava tunnel. The cave is a reddish hue due to the mineral-laden
volcanic rocks, and this bloody tint lends an eerie atmosphere to the
experience. Because I am visiting in winter, the floor is slippery with ice,
and there are frozen stalagmites and stalactites scattered about, formed by water
dripping from the ceiling. The area within the cavern is quite expansive in
some locations, which is impressive when you consider the entire tube had been
filled with a river of molten lava at one point. Overall, the lava tunnel was relatively
similar to other caves I’d been in before, but knowing it was created from a
completely different process made it an intriguing visit.<br />
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The true highlight of the evening was the hunt for the fleeting
lights of the aurora borealis, visible near the Arctic Circle during the dark
winter months. In the middle of the night, you could find our small band of travelers
venturing along empty backroads of the Icelandic wilderness searching for the
perfect spot. After an uneventful evening, a faint glow started to develop in
the distant sky, igniting a spark of hope deep within my soul. Could this be
the elusive light of the Valkyries’ reflective armor, leading deceased Viking warriors
toward Odin in Valhalla? This mythological aura was slowly coming to life in
front of my eyes as the floating green hue began to grow in size. It twisted
and contorted across the sky, building in intensity as the minutes passed.
Staring at the sky, I was mesmerized by these northern lights that swirled and danced
overhead, capturing the gaze of everyone below. My heart soared in rhythm with
the piercing glow above, and I willed for this moment to last for eternity. Alas,
the ephemerality of these mystical lights meant that the experience lasted long
enough to appreciate this wonder of nature while wondering if it was all a
dream. I count myself lucky to have been able to view the lights during one cold
night in Iceland, and yearn to encounter them again one day in the future.<br />
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Having achieved this major bucket list item during my sojourn
into the land of fire and ice, my short stay in Iceland was quickly coming to a
close. On my final day, I had booked a late afternoon flight back home with the
sole intention of spending the entire day relaxing in the geothermal waters of
the Blue Lagoon. I caught the first bus of the day to the lagoon, and shortly
after stowing my luggage and hitting the requisite showers, I donned my bathing
suit and stepped outside. You’ve never experienced bitter cold until you are
standing outside half-naked on a dark wintery morning in Iceland, fully exposed
to the frigid temperatures and gusty breezes. Covered in goosebumps and beset by rigidly tense muscles, I managed to defy my shivering body and head toward the beckoning
waters… and what an instant relief it was to immerse myself! The lagoon is a magical
byproduct of superheated water from a nearby lava flow that is harnessed for thermal
energy prior to filling the lagoon with a comfortable 100 degree temperature
bath. This heat instantly soothed my muscles and brought me to a blissful
nirvana in a matter of seconds.<br />
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The Blue Lagoon deservedly earns the honor of being the
most-visited tourist site in the entire country, and it is essential to arrive
early. As daylight does not dawn until around 11am in the winter, the first
couple hours of my visit were spent in a serene dark fog that helped to create
the illusion of being the sole inhabitant in a foreign land. I floated around
for hours in the curious pastel blue waters, trying out the various amenities
such as silica mud masks applied to my face, beverages sipped beside a swim up
bar, and a steam sauna hot enough to melt away any muscle pains. So much relaxation
in which to partake, surely I must have discovered paradise! Suddenly, as if to
quell any notions that this was a tamed paradise, Iceland decided to remind me
that this is the land of fire AND ice, and subsequently released a barrage of
sleet onto its unwitting victims below. The stinging of this frozen rain felt
like ice needles were being hurled from the heavens, and everyone flocked to
the covered regions of the pool, eager to escape Odin’s fury. But the blitz was
short-lived, and soon it dissipated into oblivion, leaving no trace of its
existence aside from pelt marks on wary swimmers. Soon we had all returned to
the task of relaxation and quickly picked up where we had left off.<br />
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All in all, I experienced a wide range of weather
phenomena during my visit, and glimpsed firsthand at some of the struggles that
early settlers much have endured. Iceland holds a vast wealth of natural wonders
for such a small island, and dares all visitors to experience its untamed
beauty. Despite abandoning the tepid winters of my hometown for the bracing and
at times unbearable arctic cold, I felt like I made the winning choice. This
trip focused on the beauty of nature and the wild forces that it controls, and
I will always look back with fondness on my time spent here, and long for the
day I can return yet again… although this time hopefully in the pleasant summer
months!<br />
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Frozen waterfall beside Kirkjufell mountain</div>
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Traversing through the lava tunnel</div>
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Encountering the northern lights</div>
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Swimming in the geothermal water of the Blue Lagoon</div>
Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-13672128126484673822020-06-29T22:32:00.000-04:002020-06-30T15:48:05.618-04:00Summiting Skellig MichaelA long time ago in a galaxy far, far away resided a small
band of monks sheltering on a craggy rock, jutting up from the sea off of Ireland’s
coast. These Augustinian monks lived on this inhospitable and windswept island
to forsake the conveniences of medieval life and prove their devotion to God.
They were purposefully isolated, weathering frequent storms and strong gales
that threatened to wrest them from their rocky foundations, making for an extremely
harsh and lonely life. Little changed over the centuries until the island was
ultimately abandoned in the 13<sup>th</sup> century as religious doctrines evolved,
signaling the end of this ascetic assembly’s dominion on the island.<br />
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Toward this island I now journey. It has been called
several names over the years, including Ahch-To – the remote outpost where Luke
Skywalker trained Rey in the ways of the Jedi. Nowadays, it is simply referred
to as Skellig Michael, and is accessible via boat ride from the coastal town of
Portmagee. But just as both Rey and the ancient monks struggled to reach the
island, so, too, did I have to pass my own trials before setting foot atop this
rock.<br />
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<b>Trial #1: Driving in Ireland</b>. Since I was staying
in the town of Killarney, I was obligated to wake up at an ungodly hour to make
the hour-long commute to Portmagee for the early boat departure. For this
occasion I had rented a car the night prior and was filled with trepidation at
my looming inaugural experience of driving on the wrong side of the road. Heart
racing from adrenaline and caffeine, I set out in the morning to make my own
pilgrimage. Gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles the entire way, I
passed through picturesque hamlets, scenic vistas, and endless farmlands, soaking
in these gorgeous views while winding through narrow lanes that somehow passed
for roads. I was slowly starting to feel more comfortable with driving on the
left, always triple checking both directions at each stop sign and entering
each roundabout with a renewed sense of accomplishment.<br />
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Suddenly everything changed when a gigantic lorry came
barreling toward me like an elephant charging down a predator to protect her
young. Left with nowhere to hide, I veered as close to the shoulder as I physically
could achieve. Of course, along these narrow paths, there is no such thing as a
“shoulder”, for if you recall, I passed through endless stretches of farmlands,
each one demarcated from the road by sturdy stone walls deliberately built to deflect
all intrusions. And that’s when it happened… <br />
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….CRUUUUUNNNNNCH!!!...<br />
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In a battle against the impervious stone wall which had
withstood many generations of attacks, my car’s sideview mirror was a hapless
casualty. For in the blink of an eye, it lay shattered and hung limp, completely
useless to me now. The shock of the brutal assault quickly dissipated, and I assessed
the situation after the truck rumbled past, spouting a plume of diesel smoke as
if it was exhaling in a fit of raucous laughter at my folly. Upon inspection, the
stalwart fence remained unscathed, while my mirror was a lost cause. Ireland 1 –
Jeremy 0.<br />
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I trepidly continued my journey, determined not to give
up so easily. Fortunately, the rest of the drive passed uneventfully, and I finally
arrived at my destination of Portmagee, limping across the finish line with my
sideview mirror dangling precariously awry. Bruised and battered, both my vehicle
and my pride had taken a beating, but together we endured to the end.<br />
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I quickly located the boat dock where my pre-booked passage
to the island was located, and informed the crew of my arrival. The tricky part
about getting to the island is that it is wholly dependent upon Mother Nature’s
whim, and she is a fickle master. Passage is only possible during the summer
months, and even then, rough seas prevent a large portion of tours. Departures
only occur once a day in the mornings to take advantage of the calmest seas. In
the preceding four days, no boats had been able to dock at the island, making a
victory today seem like an unattainable dream. But if my journey thus far had
taught me anything, it’s that when beset by misfortunes, you must never lose
hope and despair. As more people arrived and the time of departure neared, the
confirmation arrived – we were go for launch! Everyone joyously climbed aboard
and we began our crossing to the island.<br />
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<b>Trial #2: Seasickness</b>. The initial 20 minutes of
the boat ride was exhilarating! The sun was shining, the cool breeze was
blowing, and the Irish coastline was breathtaking from the water. But that’s
because we were still in the protected waters of the bay. Upon entering the
open seas on our passage to the island, the boat started barreling headfirst
into an infinite barrage of waves. Salty spray was beginning to dampen my
clothes, while a chill was soaking through to my bones, dampening my spirit. Yet,
while the Atlantic waves were splashing over me, a more foreboding wave from deep
within was also beginning to wash over me. As this wave of nausea developed, I
quickly understood that my stomach was vehemently disagreeing with its current
predicament on the choppy seas. There was nothing I could do except close my
eyes and will the island to miraculously appear. But as swell after swell
continued to rock the boat, there seemed to be no end in sight to this doomed
journey. Inexplicably, I managed to suppress the nausea for the duration of the
passage until we finally docked at the rocky outcrop in the middle of the
ocean. Here we were at last – Skellig Michael! Upon disembarkation I defeatedly
hobbled off the boat, feeling battered by the seas and unsteady on my wobbly
legs. Ireland 2 – Jeremy 0.<br />
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<b>Trial #3: Stairmaster</b>. Feeling solid ground
beneath my feet, I bent down to kiss the earth and vow that I would never abandon
her again. I waited for the swells of nausea to fully abate, and then I proceeded
up the path to rejoin the group. The path was deceptively easy at first, curving
around the perimeter of the island with merely a slight incline in elevation. And
then it appeared out of nowhere – a precarious stairway to heaven with its
summit practically encircled by clouds. I mustered what strength I had left,
and began the arduous climb upwards.<br />
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Now, in order to fully appreciate this climb, let me help
you to visualize what I saw. Soaring straight up for over 700 feet is the most
uneven rocky path upward that you have ever seen. There are no handrails, there
are no protective nets, there are no safety regulations which have become
ubiquitous throughout the United States. Instead, there were dozens of people haltingly
climbing up a dangerous path to which no end was even in sight, each praying
that they didn’t slip and tumble down the cliff into the rocky waters below. It
was up this pathway that I, too, began to ascend. Step after step, never
seeming to get any nearer to the top. Several times I needed to stop and take a
rest to catch my breath and wait for my heart to stop pounding out of my chest.
I lost count of how many hundreds of steps I climbed, pushing onward until I
finally reached the top… only to realize it was simply a bend in the path and
that it continued on even further. Feeling defeated, I trudged on ever higher,
unwilling to let my goal elude my grasp. Eventually, the remaining steps dwindled
in number until at last… I had summited the craggy mountain! Reveling in my
victory, I promptly threw myself down and refused to move one step further,
lest I die of overexertion. You win again… Ireland 3 – Jeremy 0.<br />
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After a sufficient course of time passed and my body tiptoed
back from the brink of exhaustion, I managed to push myself upright and finally
begin to explore my surroundings. Here I was, amidst the ruins of devout monks
that are still standing despite hundreds of years of being battered by the harsh
elements. The most prominent structures are the beehive huts, which were the
individual dwellings of the monks which face the large oratory. Just past the
huts lies a small graveyard filled with approximately twenty stone crosses
signifying the burial sites of each monk. Stretching out across the site lie
other structures such as the diminutive St. Michael’s Church, water cisterns,
communal spaces, and retaining walls surrounding the entire site. Each
structure was built by hand hundreds of years ago, and remains staunchly clutching
to the mountainside, attesting to the world today the skill and beliefs of the
original occupants.<br />
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Being confined on this tiny and inhospitable precipice
was a true testament to the will and determination of the monks who willfully resided
here. They gave up their earthly pleasures to concentrate on God and feel
closer to His presence. Life on this island must have been miserable and
dangerous, but they persevered and endured for what they saw as a higher cause.
While we may not know much about the individual monks who lived here, we can
acknowledge their unified purpose and their will to carry on amidst unending
trials and tribulations. No one can blame the monks for ultimately abandoning
this site after centuries of reverent worship, but one must certainly admire
the tenacity and fervency of their devotion to their cause. Even today, these
monks are teaching me about the spirit of determination, and that even though
life will throw many difficulties and struggles my way, I must not allow myself
to break. Strength comes from within, and each person has the ability to muster
up the resolve to weather each storm and press onward.<br />
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So where does that leave me? I may have damaged a small
piece of my rental car, but I successfully conquered my fears of driving on the
opposite side of the road and made it to my destination. I may have felt queasy
during the boat ride across the ocean, but I managed to hold it together and
complete the journey undaunted. And while I felt like I was going to die from
climbing up all of those stairs, I nevertheless ascended to the top and
summited the challenging mountain. While atop Skellig Michael, I learned from
the monks to change my world view and look for the positives in every outcome.
And thus the final score has now been settled and I feel victorious. Ireland 0 –
Jeremy 3.<br />
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Approaching Skellig Michael by boat</div>
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Ascending the endless stairs</div>
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Getting closer to the top</div>
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The graveyard of the monks</div>
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The famous beehive huts where the monks lived</div>
<br />Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-46504552404136115172020-06-27T20:08:00.001-04:002020-06-29T22:35:37.761-04:00Monkey BusinessClose your eyes and picture this if you will – a land plagued
by drought and famine, rife with warring civil factions, and beset with innumerable
starving children living in squalor. This is exactly the image that people
conceive when asked to describe Ethiopia, a country in eastern Africa that was
brought to the forefront of western attention through the Live Aid concert
where dozens of leading artists sang “We Are the World” to an audience feeling
guilty for their own excesses in the face of such deprivation.<br />
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Now, open your eyes and try to reconcile that outdated vision
with the current surroundings in which I find myself situated. Deep within the
wilds of the Simien Mountains National Park located in the northern region of Ethiopia
lies the most fertile version of the Grand Canyon I have ever seen. Mountains stretch
out to the horizon, entirely covered with lush alpine forests filled with the
sound of birds chirping and leaves rustling. The fresh, clean air retains a slight
chill leftover from the nighttime freezing temperatures which are slowly being washed
away by the rising sun.<br />
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I am on a guided hike through this peaceful idyll,
trekking across wooded peaks and admiring the stunningly beautiful scenery and
my unsure footing at the same time. For inherently coupled with soaring
mountain ridges come the perilously steep cliffs along which we tread. Only by
stepping to the edge can you truly appreciate the splendor of the land while
gazing upon the canyon valleys below. My heart swells with the exhilaration of being
amidst this natural beauty, and my eyes feast upon every rise and fall of the
verdant mountain range. Although this view would deservedly be the highlight of
any other mountain expedition, I am in search of something even greater and
more elusive today.<br />
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Another hour passes and we finally approach an expansive
clearing ahead of us, dotted with indistinguishable figures in the distance.
Our guide’s eyes and ears perk up as he signals that this is the coveted prize we
have been seeking. We gingerly amble forward into the clearing and spread out
so as to not appear threatening. For here it is – the highly sought Gelada baboon!
These primates are found only in the Ethiopian highlands and have a strongly
defined matriarchal hierarchy with males treated as subservient figures on the
totem pole. Entirely uninterested in the bipeds which are slowly approaching
the multitudinous groups of baboons, these small-group societies continue on
with their daily lives.<br />
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I separate from my group and crouch down on the ground to
observe these magnificent creatures and their intriguing habits, remaining wary
of my surroundings and the sharp fangs occasionally on display when the baboons
irritate each other. What may seem mundane to the baboons is fascinating from
my fresh perspective – the Gelada are grooming and preening each other, yanking
handfuls of grass from the ground to eat, and sauntering around the hillside.
Babies are clutching onto their mothers and nursing from their distinctive, bright
red breasts, while being gently caressed in a show of motherly devotion. Unconcerned
with my intrusion, other baboon children are running around and chasing each
other in a carefree manner, showing off their playful spirit. I could sit here
for hours, watching the dozens of Gelada baboons simply living life.<br />
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After snapping countless photos and treasuring every
moment amongst these captivating creatures, the herd followed an unseen signal
and started drifting father along to the opposite side of the clearing. Always
on the prowl for fresh grasslands amongst the mountains, the groups don’t stay
in the same location for prolonged periods of time. So, too, must I rejoin my
group and head back the way we came. Despite this encounter lasting merely an
hour, these were sixty unforgettable minutes that will forever be etched in my
mind as my most memorable experience in all of Ethiopia.<br />
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I never knew such beauty could be found in Ethiopia, and I
was wholly unprepared for the impact that this excursion into the heights of
the Simien Mountains would have on me. I saw unrivalled wonders throughout
Ethiopia, including the monolithic stelae at Axum, the medieval stone castles
of Gondar, the vividly colorful monasteries of Lake Tana, and the ancient
rock-hewn churches of Lalibela. But during all of my travels throughout this
wonderful country, the morning I spent amongst the Gelada baboons remains unrivaled
as my favorite experience and still brings a smile to my face. Nowadays,
whenever I close my eyes and think of Ethiopia, I only see unparalleled beauty
and wondrous sights in my mind’s eye.<br />
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Simien Mountains National Park</div>
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Pure relaxation</div>
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Baby Gelada baboon nursing from its mother</div>
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<br />Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-10887995261574028652014-12-03T20:34:00.000-05:002014-12-04T21:05:02.393-05:00Lifestyles of the Not-So Rich and FamousTraveling the world is glamorous and relaxing... except for when it isn't. I enjoy partaking in the pleasant indulgences and relaxing specialties that can be found throughout the four corners of the world as much as the next traveler. I've soaked my cares away at some of the finest spas in the world, finding inner peace while letting the restorative Dead Sea mud baths gently wash away my worries. I've experienced a delicate exfoliation of my tired feet by dozens of hungry little fish eager to nibble away the dead layers of skin from a hard day's walk. I've experienced a deep tissue oil massage over every last muscle in my body, leaving me feeling like a limp rag, wrung free of all cares. I've relaxed on the white sand beaches of Greece while soaking up the warm summer rays of sun. And while these glamorous pamperings are what most people equate with the joys of globe-trotting, this only scratches the surface of what it means to genuinely travel. Travel means getting dirty. Travel is jumping headfirst into new and unusual cultures. Travel is trekking through jungles wet with misty rain, climbing up precarious mountains at dizzying heights, hiking through desert dunes while getting sand in every orifice, and eating questionable foods of unknown origin out of both curiosity and necessity.<br />
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One such launching point into an unusual cultural experience was along Lake Titicaca in Peru, the highest navigable lake in the world, and the largest lake in South America. We were headed miles away from shore to search out a group of people whose territory is a seeming impossibility -- floating islands made solely of reeds. Like something out of an aquatic fairy tale, we spotted these miraculous islands in the distance, and watched in awe as we gradually approached these unparalleled domiciles. We docked alongside one of the islands and learned we had arrived at the Uros islands, a group of around 45 floating manmade islands created from the abundant totora reeds that grow within the shallow waters of the lake. Originally created as a defense mechanism against marauding tribes along the shores, the islands could be cut loose and sailed away for protection. Nowadays, these friendly people need only defend themselves against the daily barrage of curious tourists, which now sustains this unique culture.<br />
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Stepping off the boat onto the reed islands was akin to stepping onto a large waterbed, gently bouncing along with each step while maintaining an unsteady footing as I explored this surreal environment. This must have been how the astronauts felt who first landed on the moon, bounding along in the foreign atmosphere and exploring the unknown with each teetering step. Everything on these islands is made from reeds -- the houses, furnishings, and boats, in addition to the islands themselves. Several Uros families live on each island, and they must constantly add reeds to the island floor to account for the gradual decay and rotting of the reeds. Despite this simple yet hard life, the Uros islanders have emerged as a peaceful and gregarious people, welcoming everyone with open arms and warm smiles.<br />
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After spending several hours exploring a few of the neighboring floating island homes as well, we set sail yet again for another island much farther away from shore -- Amantani. Unlike the Uros islands, Amantani is a naturally-formed island which is home to around 4,000 inhabitants. This was the location of our overnight homestay, where we were going to be housed in a room of a local family to experience daily life and customs of the island. Upon landing, we met our friendly "mama" of the household who led us up the treacherous path to her humble abode. Passing small yards filled with wandering sheep and various other livestock, we headed onward and upward ever higher and were afforded some amazing views of the island's surroundings as we approached the house.<br />
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After playing several jumping and swinging games with the adorable girl who lived in the home, I exhaustedly sat down for a delicious and fulfilling dinner. Instead, what I received was a small bowl of quinoa soup and several of the smallest plant tubers ever seen by hungry eyes. Such a stark contrast to the overindulgent, supersized American meals to which we have grown accustomed. After my dessert of humble pie which did nothing to quiet down my noisy stomach, I was able to finally sit back, relax, and reflect on how varied yet similar everyone's cultures truly are. All around the world, families gather together for dinner and share their daily experiences with their loved ones. During this contemplative interlude, the sun gradually disappeared over the horizon in a spectacular sunset filled with blazing, iridescent hues of pinks and oranges unlike anything I'd ever seen before. The setting sun signified the end of yet another day, but was also a reminder of the rebirth that is destined to happen the following morning.<br />
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While ruminating on the adventures of my day, I thought about the experiences that I was now able to add to my memories of a lifetime. True, the <strike>bathroom</strike> toilet compartment was a frightful sight which provided no sink, toilet paper, or recognizable plumbing. Evening's light was ineffectively provided by a sole dangling 10 watt bulb that was powered by a short-lived solar panel. The bedroom was frequently visited by the family chickens and goats who left stinky, steaming presents in the house's courtyard. And yes, the bitter cold of the night penetrated through the handwoven blankets as the island was drenched with incessant rainfall all evening. Despite the inferior amenities that the island afforded, Amantani had so much more to offer when you looked beyond the surface. These hardships opened my previously blind eyes and unveiled an entirely new perspective of the hidden magic that this island provided. I discovered the unexpectedly vibrant beauty of innumerable stars in the night sky, only visible when freed from the pervasive light pollution found within civilization. I reveled with the townspeople in a celebration of traditional music and dancing, laughing the night away while dressed in the colorful garb of the islanders. I surveyed the interactions within family units, watching how grandparents and grandchildren lived together and passed on their customs and legacies to each new generation so that they would not be forgotten. I admired the self-sustaining locals who responsibly used the land to farm and the sea to fish, proving that happiness should truly be irrespective of economic status. I listened to the pleasing sounds of nature that permeated throughout the island and felt utterly serene as I drifted off to sleep. <br />
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So next time you decide to take a vacation, make sure you venture off the beaten path and experience life outside the hotels and tourist traps. Step out of your comfort zone and search out local customs and experiences -- only then will you open your eyes to the lifestyles around this small globe and appreciate the diverse world around you.<br />
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A demonstration of how the islanders build the islands from totora reeds </div>
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A view of another Uros island </div>
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Celebrating and dancing with the locals on Amantani</div>
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A view of Amantani island from the dock</div>
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Deep in the heart of Turkey lies a unique geographical region that was formed from the juxtaposition of sudden, violent volcanic eruptions and centuries of calm, gradual erosion. The resulting landscape is a veritable stone forest of fairy chimneys extending beyond the horizon in every direction. These spectacular pillars of various shapes and sizes seem like a conception from the perverse mind of Salvador Dali; yet, improbable and unnatural as they may seem, the steady progression of time is solely responsible for these intriguing natural wonders.<br />
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Ancient troglodytic civilizations inhabited this arid region and carved dwellings into the tufa rock structures. Scattered throughout the valley, many houses, churches, and other living quarters have been chiseled deeply into the rock face, creating fantastical anthill towns that are hidden from view except for several exposed windows and entryways. While several rock-dwelling towns still thrive and prosper within these unique abodes, most regions remain uninhabited and preserved as outdoor museums nowadays. These protected sanctuaries showcase remnants of an ancient civilization, available for tourists to explore and discover -- colorful frescoes painted along church walls, smoke-stained kitchens and dining rooms for groups of families, and hidden passages that could be blocked by gigantic rolling stones for protection against vile marauders. While exploring these subterranean cave dwellings is an enlightening and essential experience, the best way to explore these geological wonders is from a bird's-eye view. <br />
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On my second day in Cappadocia, I awoke exceptionally early for my flight aboard a hot air balloon from which I would view the sunrise. I joined my fellow travelers for our short journey to the departure location and watched as the team of pilots prepared the balloon for flight. We witnessed the amazing progression by which a large roll of nylon material slowly morphed into a buoyant vessel simply by adding a hot flame. While the balloon gradually took shape as the trapped air continued to warm, I, myself, was filled with anticipation as the scene unfurled in front of me. The sun had started to spread its first shafts of light beams into the sky as the horizon glowed an iridescent hue of orange and gold. Incredible rock formations were beginning to emerge from the darkness and cast their eerie shadows in the distance. The entire landscape which was pulled straight from a fantasy novel was beginning to awaken before my eyes. <br />
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Once the balloon was fully inflated and ready for departure, everyone climbed into the wicker basket and held our collective breath. A gentle lurch, and then we were airborne. The ground slowly fell away from us as we drifted higher into the air, gently swaying with the breeze. In what seemed like a dream, a menagerie of colorful balloons began rising up all around us in a beautiful procession toward the heavens. And then the moment finally occurred that we had all been waiting for -- the landscape below was perfectly illuminated by the risen sun and came to life before our eyes. Dotting the ground were warped fingerlike rock formations seemingly grasping for the balloons gliding just overhead. The unfurling scene was absolutely breathtaking, and I gazed in awe at the beauty and wonder of this foreign environment. The flight was so peaceful, smoothly gliding through the air while I remained in a constant state of fascination at the miracle of nature below. Time seemed to stand still from our lofty perspective of the earth, and yet after an hour had come to pass, we knew the journey must come to an end as we began our descent back towards the ground. <br />
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Just like this seemingly fleeting flight above the fairy chimneys of Cappadocia, the years of one's life pass exceptionally quickly, which is why you should make the most of it while you can. And during this one brief hour, while flying amongst the birds in heaven and gazing upon one of the most amazing natural wonders of the world, I knew that today would live on in my memory for eternity.<br />
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The unique landscape of Cappadocia</div>
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Soaring above the rock dwellings</div>
Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-11717822065713493822014-03-17T18:56:00.002-04:002014-03-24T17:35:19.909-04:00Deep CleansingTravelling to a foreign country often involves some form of cultural immersion that forces you outside of your comfort zone and into an awkward situation. This sometimes results in eating bizarre and disgusting foods, attempting/failing to communicate with simple hand gestures, taking public transportation while utterly lost, or participating in local customs. And one such custom that every novice initiate to Turkey should experience is a traditional Turkish bath.<br />
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I started out my evening by choosing to visit one of the oldest and most prestigious Turkish baths located in Istanbul -- the <a href="http://www.cemberlitashamami.com/index.php?dil=en" target="_blank">Cemberlitas Hammam</a> which was built in 1584 by the sultan's wife for the upper class to enjoy. Upon checking in at the front desk and paying for the services, I was then shown to my small changing room to prepare for the rejuvenating experience. After I completely undressed and then wrapped the equivalent of a small handtowel around my waist, I left all my worldly possessions (including my pride) securely stored within this room. Praying the towel didn't slip off while exiting the room and traversing the busy lobby, I proceeded to the men's showers to rinse off the daily grime from this industrialized city.<br />
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After the brief cold shower, I hastily wrapped a new, dry waistcloth around myself, and humbly stepped into the grand entrance of the main wash hall. The first thing I noticed upon entering this spectacular domed room was how it sparkled with filtered daylight from overhead skylights, reflecting off the damp marble walls and exuding an aura of mystery and intrigue through the heavy mist. In the center of the room stood a very large octagonal platform upon which the bathing ceremony was to be performed. The second thing I abruptly noticed upon entering the room was the overwhelming explosion of warm humidity against my nearly-naked body that immediately caused every last pore to begin profusely sweating, either from the muggy heat or from nervous anticipation, I will never know. After having caught my breath while gradually growing accustomed to the thickly vapored air which threatened to drown my lungs, I was next beckoned over to the massive platform and instructed to lie down on it, fully extended and in complete contact with the warm marble. The stone was starkly similar to a hot iron, as it pressed all the wrinkles from my scorched body and caused me to go limp.<br />
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Now is the point when I fully comprehended that because this hot, humid hammam was over 400 years old, an equivalent 400 years of bacterial propagation had festered and proliferated on these ancient walls. Upon which I was laid prone. Practically naked. And with my last window of escape quickly departing, the hammam attendant approached and blocked all hope of egress. He doused me with warm, soapy water, grabbed a disposable scrub mitt, and began my ritualistic cleansing. Now don't be fooled -- this wasn't the typical spa experience where one is gently massaged and treated like sultan royalty. This hardcore cleansing relied instead on brute force, with every square inch of my exposed body (as well as certain unexposed but apparently still accessible parts) scrubbed clean with the equivalent of a sandpaper mitt. I'm all for good hygiene, but when my exfoliation involves removing most layers of my outer skin, it might be a *tad* excessive.<br />
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So there I was, after 10 minutes of determined polishing and buffing of my supple skin, I was left with scratch marks all over my body, which I interpreted as a sign of victory that I survived this brutal process. Next came one last rinsing off with cold water before heading to the next room in this cycle of Turkish torture -- the oil massage.<br />
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Still clad in my threadbare waistcloth, I laid facedown upon the massage table, and was ready to have all my cares and worries gingerly massaged away with expert hands. Instead, what I encountered was a vicelike grip that was so forceful, I gasped at the initial pain as he lathered oil onto my bruised body. The masseur proceeded to slowly work his hands from my head to my feet, taking care not to miss any muscles that were trying to hide from this sadistic monster. His oil massage made Helga's Swedish deep tissue massage feel like butterfly kisses, and I nearly shed a few painful tears while praying for death or an end to the massage, whichever came first. Once my last toe was free from his violent grip, I silently rejoiced that I had survived this experience and attempted my departure. I lumbered off the table and meekly limped back to the shower to rinse off the last of the oil before heading back to the coveted semi-privacy of my changing room to retrieve my clothed dignity and hide my war-battered scars.<br />
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I was so exhausted from that mentally and physically draining experience that I headed straight back to my hotel room, forgoing dinner and even bypassing every last enticing store selling gluttonous bites of Turkish delight in every flavor you could imagine. I somehow made it up the winding stairs to my shoebox of a room, laid down on the unyieldingly hard mattress, and let me tell you -- with every last muscle in complete surrender, that was the absolute best night of sleep I have ever had in my entire life!<br />
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Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-72060007513674986592014-03-15T20:25:00.000-04:002014-03-15T20:35:53.333-04:00Swimming with MermaidsOne of the many benefits of living in Florida are the mild winters that we tend to have. While the rest of the nation is enduring subzero temperatures with deadly windchills, relentless blizzards that cripple entire cities, and snowdrifts that are backbreaking work to shovel, we Floridians gleefully watch this travesty on the news with a guilty feeling of schadenfreude as we sip our iced coffees with the windows open to let in a cool breeze. Our population seemingly doubles during this time of year from all the snowbirds and tourists escaping their miserable existence up north to bask in our wintry warmness. Fortunately for us, these unwelcome nuisances are not our only visitors; the mermaids of the seas also return to their winter abodes within the waterways of Florida, seeking the warmer temperatures for survival. But aren't such mythical creatures a figment of the imagination? Not so! They may have packed on a few pounds since their svelte days of luring desperate seafaring pirates and sailors to their watery graves, but these wholly reformed, gentle sirens of the sea are still eager for human interaction. These extremely docile and playful creatures are now commonly known by their newer appellation -- manatees.<br />
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Another unique distinction about Florida is that we have the only location in the world where you are legally allowed to swim with manatees. And if you have not yet experienced this exciting animal encounter, it makes for a wonderful day trip from Central Florida for any nature enthusiast. The morning of the swim, my alarm woke me up at the ungodly hour of 4:30am, and I struggled to get ready whilst in a bleary-eyed stupor of exhaustion. Packing up my supplies, I knew that this long early-morning commute would be worth it in the end. Arriving at <a href="http://www.americanprodiving.com/index.php" target="_blank">American Pro Diving Center</a> before even the sun was ready to awaken, we all donned our wetsuits and watched an instructional safety video on manatees as well as man's devastating impact on their populations, mainly due to boating accidents. Having garnered a novel appreciation for manatee awareness, we set out to meet our new aquatic friends.<br />
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By the time we arrived at our watering hole in the Crystal River, the sun had at last risen above the horizon, although it did not seem to diminish the unseasonably cold weather that had blown in overnight. But these colder-than-usual temperatures would bode well for our manatee adventures, as the warmer natural spring water acted as a magnet for all the gentle giants. Upon anchoring in the river, dozens of manatees could be seen frolicking in the water, excited to check out this curiosity that had floated in with strange bipedal land mammals. We put on the last of our gear (snorkels and fins), and quietly slipped into the water to interact with the lovable sea cows.<br />
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I was surprised at the sheer number of manatees in the water, and was soon surrounded by these curious creatures. The best magic spell that worked on these sirens was a simple belly rub -- as soon as you started to pet them, they would roll over to expose their underside and eagerly await a belly rub as if in a trance. And don't even think about prematurely swimming away to play with another manatee -- on numerous occasions I would find the same manatee nudging me with his flipper as if to say "Hey, I'm not finished yet! Continue with the belly rubs!" for which I was all-too-happy to oblige. One manatee even went as far as to clumsily grab ahold of my leg with both flippers in an effort to prevent my early departure, to which I had to laugh at how childlike these amiable beings were. Never before had I encountered such peaceful creatures that existed in a complete state of harmony. However, the scars of human impingement were all too obvious on most manatees, as they wore permanent reminders of their painful encounters with boat propellers and unconcerned humans. This was a glaringly indisputable lesson on the importance of conservation and the urgency of protecting this endangered species.<br />
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After 90 minutes of interaction with the playful manatees, I sadly had to say my farewells and swim reluctantly back to the waiting boat. With one final wave goodbye to the last of the manatees bobbing on the surface, we pulled anchor and slowly headed back to land. Despite shivering on the boat from being thoroughly wet and enduring the cold air, I knew this was an unforgettable adventure that would stick with me for the rest of my life. My foray into the world of the manatees had changed me forever, all from a simple belly rub and a gentle pull on my heartstrings.<br />
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Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-32305400554485950122014-03-12T22:02:00.000-04:002014-03-15T11:48:50.499-04:00Arbeit Macht FreiI believe that one of the greatest lessons we can learn is that of our humble species' history. Starting from childhood, we are taught about our great nation's history and the piece it plays in the complicated puzzle of our world. Whereas once the world was seemingly endless and disconnected, today our nations are so entwined with each other that we have become one large melting pot of diverse cultures and interconnected histories forming a single entity. And while the unity of the present world is beautiful, and the possibilities of the future world are exponentially limitless, we must never turn our back on the progressive chain of events that has led to the direction of our world today. We must study our past to understand who we are today. And thus, I feel that it is a necessity of life to unabashedly study and learn our history, lest we become doomed to repeat it, as the old adage goes. And what better way to be taught history than to be immersed in it and experience it firsthand?<br />
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During the summer of 2008, I had just recently graduated from pharmacy school and was in the transition period between the ending of my formal schooling and the beginning of my professional career. With such drastic changes occurring in my life, it was the perfect opportunity to embark on a life-changing trip. I laboriously debated over the myriad destinations from which to choose, and finally settled upon Eastern Europe, eager to pass through the dissolved iron curtain and see what had been hidden from the rest of the world for several generations.<br />
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The trip started out in Berlin, the capital of former East Germany. From the onset of the trip, I noticed a feature that would continue to be a constant reminder throughout every city I visited -- the scars of war. While some cities have attempted to disguise these painful reminders and erase the hurt, the scars will forever remain and the hurt can never be forgotten. From pockmarked facades to shells of buildings that remain destroyed even today, there were snapshots of history that could be viewed at every turn. Seeing the Berlin Wall, Checkpoint Charlie, the Brandenburg Gate, and numerous holocaust memorials in person was like walking through the worst pages of history and gently experiencing the atrocities firsthand. Never has a history book been able to express its contents and capture the essence of a generation as walking through the actual locations and treading where their shoes have previously walked in fear.<br />
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The pinnacle of these history lessons occurred on a dreadfully cold and rainy day -- the first and only such blustery day of the trip with an otherwise unblemished record for perfect weather. We had crossed the Slovakian border and arrived in Poland on the way to Krakow. But first, we had a date with one of the worst crimes of humanity -- Auschwitz. Everybody felt like they had thoroughly studied for this history lesson after having seen so many of the ravages of WWII already, but we were caught completely unaware, and found to be ill-prepared for this lesson. Upon arriving at the entrance to the museum full of naivety, we gathered to watch a film that succinctly explained what had transpired on this site many years ago, and what we were about to now witness. After reliving the history and viewing so many horrors of war that could now never be forgotten by us, the film concluded, leaving us in darkness and silence. Our hearts were broken, and our eyes wept for what we had seen. And we hadn't even stepped through the infamous iron gate to venture into the concentration camp yet.<br />
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Arbeit Macht Frei. Work Shall Set You Free. Perhaps the greatest lie ever told, unless they were referring to the chains of miserable life that had been imposed upon the prisoners. While shivering from the cold, we were guided through the camp-turned-museum and made our way from building to building, never knowing what was in store for us. One building was full of luggage, from all the misguided souls who thought they were merely being relocated and would start life over in a new destination. Another building was full of toiletries -- mildewing toothbrushes and hairbrushes that quickly outlived their owners. Yet another building was stacked to the roof with shoes, ranging from all sizes and colors, previously belonging to men, women, boys, girls, and even infants. And finally, the most gut-wrenching building was saved for last. This building was filled with just one object -- hair. All of the camp occupants had their hair unceremoniously shaved from their heads upon arrival. Lovingly maintained locks and perfectly coiffed hair, shorn from these human sheep only to be discarded in a refuse heap. The sheer quantity of hair was unfathomable, and restarted the flow of tears from everyone's eyes.<br />
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How could humans have performed such seemingly impossible travesties? How did evil become so prevalent during this timeframe of recent history? Will we ever understand? So many unanswered questions raced through our minds, leaving us feeling numb and broken. Everything was a daze, yet so distinctly etched on our minds forever with indelible clarity. I will never forget next stepping into the bitter interior of the gas chambers where so many ghosts of the past still exist. I will never forget the impact this visceral experience had on me, and how resolved I was to never let the atrocities of the past be repeated. I promised that I would be a better person, and never let hate gain a foothold within my being. So many of us were changed for the better that day, all because of one thing whose value can not be overstated -- a history lesson.<br />
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The gate to Auschwitz I</div>
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Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-58667438981621717682013-10-02T20:45:00.001-04:002013-10-03T09:39:51.269-04:00RedemptionHave you ever suffered through a traumatic event that has forever altered your life? It may be the untimely death of a loved one, a permanent injury or disease that changes your perspective on life, or a crippling regret or embarrassment that forever haunts you afterwards. While I have fortunately never experienced any of the above traumatic experiences, I will elaborate on one such event that scarred my psyche, and how I overcame the agonizing ordeal.<br />
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Close your eyes, and envision a different time -- an era of legwarmers, crimped hair, acid wash jeans, and fluorescent shirts, all accompanied by the sounds of synthetic pop and rock ballads. This, dear readers, was the heart of the eighties, and this story takes place in the heart of America -- New York City. On summer vacations to visit relatives in New England, we would drive the entire distance of the eastern U.S. coast from Florida all the way up to Massachusetts and New Hampshire. In order to make the drive less painful, we would occasionally stop at major tourist destinations along the way for educational experiences to learn about our nation's proud history. On this particular trip, we just so happened to stop in the major metropolis of New York City for several days to see what all the buzz was about.<br />
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I experienced my first subway ride as we hurtled underground to our different destinations: looking out across the city from atop the World Trade Center, walking through the busy hub of Grand Central Terminal, and gawking at dinosaur bones in the American Museum of Natural History. During this carefree decade, we were able to hop onto a boat without prior reservations in order to cross the harbor toward the indomitable symbol of freedom -- the Statue of Liberty -- much like our immigrant descendants had done several generations before.<br />
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While I was only eight or nine years old at the time, certain details stand out in my memory from this fateful day. I remember standing in line to gain access to the statue's pedestal, from which there was a looooong winding stairwell to reach the crown. Ascending the death-defying staircase during the sweltering summer afternoon, and trying not to get dizzy while looking down at the ground hundreds of feet below was not my idea of fun. We were all being herded along like cattle, each of us yearning for our 10 seconds of freedom in the crown, where we could gaze at the greatness of Manhattan from one of the city's best vantage points. While stuck in the unending line, I started to reevaluate my current situation. There I was, on a narrow staircase high above the ground, crushed amongst the crowd of pushy tourists, and it suddenly became clear to me -- this trap was going to be the death of me, so I started panicking and crying for safety. My mother finally relented and dragged me to the opposite stairwell where we made our hasty retreat back to solid ground, patiently waiting for my father who dutifully continued upward for his singular taste of Liberty's freedom, not about to let some blubbering fool steal his view.<br />
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And there you have it: one of the biggest failures of my life.<br />
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Flash forward 20+ years to my first repeat visit to NYC. In this post 9/11 era, getting tickets to go inside the Statue of Liberty takes an act of congress, and none were available in advance at such short notice for this mini-vacation. Tickets sell out months in advance, and after Hurricane Sandy and the recent government shutdown have both indefinitely closed the statue again, it's a miracle that the statue was ever reopened in the first place. On my first morning in New York, I happened to pull up the online ticketing website on a whim, and a holiday miracle occurred -- there was ONE lone ticket for that morning that was available! I have no idea how or why this single golden ticket became available, but I grabbed the opportunity with such exuberance that I would have made even Charlie Bucket jealous at my good fortune. I threw on some clothes and briskly walked the 10 blocks to board the ferry in time for my appointed 9:00am timeslot (while passing a prominently placed sign telling tourists that there were absolutely no more crown tickets available - suckers!).<br />
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I boarded the ferry, sailed on past Ellis Island, and landed at Lady Liberty's feet, looking for solace within her copper dressfolds to house my poor, tired, and huddled mass. I was eager to seek redemption for my past follies as a child, and I proudly climbed each step of the winding staircase with poised determination. After countless steps ascending within the bowels of the statue, I eventually reached the summit and peered out at a spectacular view of Manhattan, knowing that I had managed to redeem myself and close a terrible chapter in my life. Proud of such a feat, I basked in the glory as long as possible, content with my accomplishment. When my coveted time in the crown had expired, I reluctantly took one last look back before heading down, and promptly banged my head into the crown's ceiling, leaving me dazed and confused, but with an unabashed sense of victory.<br />
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Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-24585316074096984152013-09-19T17:02:00.000-04:002013-09-19T18:35:25.759-04:00Buen ProvechoThe best way to experience the culture of a foreign country is by totally immersing yourself within the customs and environment of the region to which you are traveling. Visit museums, admire the architecture, interact with locals, respect their culture and religion, and eat the regional foods. As someone who loves food, I certainly don't have a problem with that last suggestion! I've tasted perfectly <em>al dente</em> pasta in Italy, fish 'n chips in England, goulash in Hungary, gozleme in Turkey, paella in Spain, every variation of foie gras in France, and even handmade tacos from a vendor in Mexico selling them out of a shopping cart on the side of the road. Yes, you heard correctly -- a shopping cart! As of yet, Montezuma has never exacted revenge upon my culinary adventures, even after that last questionable meal. In fact, these local delicacies have been some of the most delicious meals I have ever eaten and have created an indelible imprint on my memory.<br />
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While I do not consider myself a very adventurous individual when it comes to exotic delicacies, I am attempting to broaden my horizons over time. Considering that just a few years ago I was too scared to even try sushi (and now it's one of my favorite meals), I feel like I've made great strides in a brief period of time throughout my travels. Everyone has certainly seen cow, pig, and chicken on restaurant menus, but there are many other types of meats that are endemic to local regions and not widely available in the United States. This brings me back again to the South American town of Cuzco in Peru. When you think of Peru, the mind is instantly drawn to the sweeping view of Machu Picchu atop a mountain with llamas and alpaca freely roaming the hillsides. This is because alpaca are native to Peru, and are common livestock for both their wool and meat. It goes without saying that my first meal in Peru consisted of a juicy slab of alpaca steak. It was tender and flavorful, and not altogether unlike eating beef. And thus, after washing it down with a delicious swig of Inka Cola, I was able to add another unique meal to my ever-growing list.<br />
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I felt emboldened by this successful adventure, and was ready to take on what else the country had to offer. Shortly afterwards, I heard about the common dish that once used to be reserved for ceremonial occasions -- <em>cuy</em>. These animals are held in high esteem by many Peruvians, and oftentimes are bred by the locals for both their meat and for their warmth on cold winter nights. Intrigued, I acquiesced to my tourguide for the day, and told him I would love to try out a local cuyeria for lunch after our travels. After tromping through numerous pre-Incan ruins all morning, I was quite famished by the time mid-afternoon arrived and was ready to partake in a grandiose meal.<br />
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We stopped at a roadside cuyeria -- a small restaurant that specializes only in <em>cuy</em> and is a thriving business for locals and tourists alike. We were greeted warmly and overcome with the delicious aroma of lunch wafting toward us. The brick oven was filled with <em>cuy</em> being freshly prepared, and it smelled quite savory. I took my seat while my stomach eagerly awaited for the dish to arrive to quench the hunger pangs that had intensified upon entering the restaurant. I was a little apprehensive about trying a new dish, but I was past the point of no return and could not turn back now. The waitress quickly arrived with two platters which she deftly placed on the table for all to see, and suddenly my appetite took a dive for the worse. I graciously smiled to show my appreciation, and slid an entire <em>cuy</em> onto my plate, claws and teeth and eyeballs included. When I had pictured <em>cuy</em>, this was not exactly what I had envisioned. I typically don't prefer my food to return my gaze, with its mouth curled back in an antagonizing snarl to bare its little rodent teeth at me.<br />
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And so I took my fork and knife, and steadfastly carved away bits of meat that seemed the most edible, chewing on them and forcing myself to swallow. The meat wasn't necessarily unpleasant, it just wasn't exactly what I had anticipated. After several obligatory bites (trying to eat enough to not seem rude) I feigned satiety and admitted that I simply could not eat another bite of this delicious meal. And so there it sat, the unwanted half of a <em>cuy</em> that a hapless tourist did not have the gall to finish. It's not that I have anything personal against the animal; in fact, I knew many people who had them as pets when I was younger. But seeing a guinea pig on a platter with its hair completely plucked off and its body still intact, it looked like a large sewer rat splayed out for me to eat... and that was just crossing a line that I didn't want to cross.<br />
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Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-79414658781441836952013-09-18T12:54:00.003-04:002013-09-19T15:24:49.306-04:00Apocalypse NowLife is full of cycles -- day/night, birth/death, war/peace, and ultimately the rise/fall of civilizations. We are all living in a post-apocalyptic world, whether we know it or not. According to the well-publicized interpretations of the Mayan calendar, the world was supposed to end on December 21, 2012. Despite that fact, we are all still wandering this earth with no more than our usual share of natural disasters and calamities. Regardless of the fact that the apocalypse came and went uneventfully (much like the Y2K phenomenon), there was a large share of believers who wanted to see the anticipated end-of-the-world firsthand, and therefore traveled to the centers of ancient Mayan civilization. Some would call these people "crazy" or "lunatics" for their actions, with their well-timed foray into the frontlines of the apocalypse. I normally would have thought the same thing, had I not been included in this group of people. Yes, I, too, was one of the crazed masses who congregated at Mayan temples on this predetermined date to watch the epic destruction of the earth. And here is my story...<br />
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It all started with a winter vacation, and a lack of foresight on my part. When one has a 4 or 5 day stretch of time off from work, one does what any person infected with the travel bug would do -- book a mini-vacation! I had no choice in the days that I was assigned off, but I did have the choice in where to go during December. It had to be somewhere warm, someplace I had never been, someplace reasonably close due to the time constraints, and someplace with culture and history into which I could be immersed. There was one clear winner -- Belize.<br />
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And so I set out on my mini-adventure, rife with ruins to traverse, jungles to trek, and river caves to explore. And of course, to top it all off, a side trip to the neighboring country of Guatemala for a visit to the Mayan epicenter of Tikal. You see, I have a special place in my heart for these Central and South American civilizations, and it is my goal to visit most of them one day. Plus, I figured it would be a great time of year to go -- not swelteringly hot, and reasonably devoid of tourists. And yes, I inadvertently chose December 21 as the day to visit Tikal -- a quiet weekday to relax and hike the ruins in solitude, just like I'd seen in all the guidebooks.<br />
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I couldn't have been further from the truth. Upon entering the amazingly vast complex of temples and ruins, I was greeted by a cacophony of drums and chanting, as people were celebrating the rebirth of the world. There were natives dressed in traditional costumes dancing around fires, and many MANY tourists crammed into the main plazas joining in on the festivities. So much for solace and quiet introspection. So much for silently pondering the past and its impact on the present -- the impact was more like a brutal slap to the face as an awakening epiphany hit me as to the significance of the day I had actually chosen to visit.<br />
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While not how I had anticipated visiting these holy ruins, I nevertheless took it all in stride, and enjoyed the contemporary festivities juxtaposed amidst the gigantic temples of faded civilizations. I trekked through ancient palaces, climbed countless stairs to the tops of temples, explored the ball courts where so many had played for their lives and lost, and admired the architecture still standing centuries later. And then there was the odd discovery on the outskirts of the site. There, on a platform built many centuries ago (probably to display ancient ceremonial sacrificial rites) was a group of pale people undeniably from the United States. But these weren't just any tourists -- oh no! They were performing well-rehearsed, synchronized, ritualistic dancing while chanting in an indecipherable language. And they had been at it for hours. There was sweat dripping from their faces as they continued their ceaseless chanting. I couldn't help but become entranced by their actions; whether it was from amusement at their ludicrous display of beliefs, or confusion as to what was actually happening, I shall never know. Maybe they were hoping to see the end of the world and failed, or maybe they were trying to prevent it, and succeeded. Maybe they were lost, crazy souls without guidance, or maybe they were acutely attuned to a higher being and saved us all from destruction. All I know is that I had the last laugh, as I eventually chuckled and walked away to further explore the amazing temple of Tikal, secure in the fact that the world was still continuing on.<br />
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Saving the world</div>
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Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-80771906000503032102013-09-09T12:13:00.003-04:002013-09-10T21:23:19.587-04:00At the Top of the WorldMany activities in life are meant to be eased into with practice, like trying to run a marathon or climbing Mount Everest. Despite this (supposed) common sense, some people try to rush into these experiences without proper preparation. The ensuing results can lead to disaster, or simply an awkward situation which you can laugh about later. Fortunately for me, merely the latter happened to me on a trip to the mountainous terrain of Peru last fall.<br />
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I'm sure most of you are thinking, "Oh great, another unprepared hiker trying to traverse the length of the Incan Trail while making a fool of himself instead!" Well, here I must stop you in your tracks and tell you that you are most definitely wrong. I know my own limitations, and I know that a multiday hike with no preparation is among them, so this was not on the agenda. I opted for the easy way out -- by air-conditioned train with attendants serving me food and drinks along the way. But before we get to any of that, let me get back on track and resume my story from the beginning...<br />
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After an uneventful flight to Peru, I landed in the mountainous city of Cusco and stepped off the plane in a land closer to heaven than any I'd ever been. Literally. I realized that I might have a few more troubles than anticipated at this high altitude above 11,000 feet when I took one deep breath while enjoying the beauty of this country, and instantly wondered where the oxygen had gone. My lungs were thrown into a panic as I continued to breathe this oxygen-deprived air, and my brain became a little light-headed at the realization that I was likely going to die in a matter of minutes from asphyxiation.<br />
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Somehow I managed to gradually acclimate to the altitude and muster enough strength to grab my bags and head to the nearest taxi stand, while conserving the last of my air to blurt out the name of my hotel with one final gasp. Upon arriving to the hotel, I was graciously given a lifesaving concoction of mate de coca, a tea brewed from coca leaves and reputed to help adjust to the altitude. Whether it be from eventually acclimating to the thin air on my own, or simply from the natural properties of the plant, I started feeling better. I made it up to my room, and decided to relax for a few more minutes until I was sure that I was ready to take on the city and all its sights.<br />
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And now for a word of advice -- no matter how acclimated you think you have become within the first few hours of landing in Cusco, do NOT attempt to overexert yourself and climb a mountain. With only 4 full days in Cusco, I decided to waste no time and promptly hired a taxi to transport me to the less-visited Incan city of Pisac high up in the mountains. While sitting in the back seat of the taxi and winding through the narrow mountain roads, I realized this might not have been the brightest idea I've ever had. I had to lay down to offset the motion sickness that was starting to build within my system. After what seemed like hours (but more realistically only lasted 45 minutes), we arrived at the foot of the ruins of Pisac. Wanting to make the best of any situation, I gathered my composure and headed out to venture into my first exposure to the amazing ruins of an extinct civilization. Replete with stunning agricultural terraces sweeping up the mountain, and topped with a perfectly carved stone complex of buildings, Pisac was certainly a sight to behold as I began trekking toward it.<br />
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Overcome with the splendor of this place, I fought back both emotions and nausea that were trying to escape. I successfully made it to the base of the buildings, but knew it was a losing battle. I discovered an abandoned corner and paid homage to the Incans the only way I could at that moment in time -- by heaving out the contents of my stomach, with tears streaming down my face from the exertion and emotions roiling through me. I knew that the Incans had bested me. And while I will always have a piece of the exotic history and beauty of Pisac forever embedded in my mind, I feel like I left them a parting gift to forever remember me by as well. Definitely not an equal trade by any means, yet I still feel like I came back the winner of this life-altering venture. Thus, I snapped some photos as a visual reminder of what I could not clearly see through my tear-stained eyes, and gave up on any idea of hiking deeper into the complex. I waved my white flag of surrender, and plodded back to the taxi to endure another winding meander through the mountains back to Cusco, admitting defeat for the day.<br />
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As every story must have a happy ending according to the rules, I will delve a bit deeper into this adventure. I eventually DID acclimate further to the atmosphere, and was able to experience the best of Cusco with only excruciating headaches to endure for the remainder of the trip. I packed enough sightseeing into this short trip to make even Phil Keoghan jealous of my amazing race around the sacred valley. Salt mines, agricultural terraces, ancient towns and fortresses, pre-Incan ruins, Spanish influences, exotic delicacies and gourmet foods alike, and awe-inspiring landscapes were all visited in this region, and I loved every minute of it. However, the zenith of any trip to this country is undoubtedly a visit to Machu Picchu. It is absolutely breathtaking, and no words can suffice to describe the experience of overlooking this world wonder while climbing through centuries of history.<br />
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I am dying to return to Peru and see what else this diverse country has to offer, but I will learn from my experience and be better prepared next time. Premedicate with acetazolamide, sip mate de coca upon arrival, and GO SLOW! Hopefully these tidbits of advice will prevent anyone else from suffering my same fate.<br />
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Jeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01268874207906324385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216238084988136579.post-82635491919206804742013-09-04T14:45:00.000-04:002013-09-18T12:59:49.568-04:00Inaugural FlightMy saga begins at the tender age of 23, an age when you feel like you can conquer the world but are as yet untested. As a recent college grad with no firm direction in life, the future was full of boundless opportunities. I merely needed to walk through an open door and pursue a path of my choosing. I had tested my wings and eagerly left the nest several years prior, but was still a fledgling who had never really ventured outside my home state to broaden my perspective. That was soon all about to change...<br />
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A dear friend of mine was planning on visiting her relatives in merry old England, and as a passing thought, she invited me to come along. I am a self-professed Anglophile, so this opportunity seemed like the chance of a lifetime for me. A chance to experience many firsts -- my first time on an airplane, my first trip overseas, my first time in the country I had only dreamed about until that day. I could hobnob with royalty while sipping on tea and scones! I could revel in the sounds of the delicious English accent while perfecting my own impersonation! I could travel throughout hundreds of years of history by visiting famous landmarks and archeological sites! So it should come as no surprise when I instantaneously gave her my unwavering response, "YES!!!"<br />
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While there was regrettably no teatime with the queen, England was undoubtedly everything I had ever imagined, and more. Frolicking throughout London on a day trip with my friend's aunt and uncle as tourguides, we were able to meet the infamous Big Ben, step closer to God by exploring the echoing halls of Westminster Abbey, walk amongst the ghosts of kings and their traitorous murderers alike inside the Tower, and watch the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace. The rest of the trip was spent as guests of her other family members in the countryside town of Mildenhall, where we languorously spent the afternoons at home drinking tea and biscuits the proper British way, whilst watching BBC programming. We shopped in the local markets and went grocery shopping at Tesco. We even reveled in a pub to the songs of a traveling troupe singing ABBA songs one night while drinking beer. I became an honorary member of a new family much quirkier and outgoing than my own, having grown up as the solitary child of a quiet librarian and a stoic blue-collar father. In fact, I was so eager to share the news of this trip with my parents, that I informed them about it the best way I knew how -- by mailing them a postcard to let them know that their only child, whom they supposed was enjoying a carefree day at home just 15 minutes away from them, was rather an entire ocean's distance away, having embarked on a voyage without their knowledge or permission.<br />
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The entire trip, which lasted a mere 5 days, felt like 5 minutes to me. I kept craving more, and was unprepared for what changes were occurring inside me. I would never be the same again after this trip, for I had been infected with an incurable disease. A disease that festers inside your entire being, and can only be abated by one thing -- more travel. Yes, I had a full-blown case of the travel bug, and I yearned to experience what else this wide world had to offer. And thus began my saga to explore the world, one adventurous mishap at a time.<br />
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