June began with a wedding in St. Pete Beach, Florida. Southerners love Florida. California natives don't seem to get it. I see why: they have to fly across the country when they can drive to the Pacific at most in a few hours. However, the water is SO different. The Pacific is COLD. The Atlantic is like bathwater!
I grew up going to Ft. Lauderdale, which is on the Atlantic side of the state, but St. Pete Beach is on the Gulf side. The water is much more clear here and little to no waves.
I had to get another stamp on my National Parks Passport so we went to
DeSoto National Monument. In May of 1539, Spaniard Hernando de Soto landed here and set off on the first extensive organized exploration of the southern United States.
That night we met up with the bride at the resort where the wedding was taking place, the
Don Cesar.
The next night was the wedding. Several of my sorority sisters from college were in attendance that weekend. It was great to see everyone!
The bride and groom, Dr. and Dr. Gielow! They both just started their residency in Philadelphia!
LeeAnn has traveled the world, even snatching up a Spanish boyfriend, Ricardo!
What event would be complete without jumping pictures?
The next morning we went to Waffle House. I can't get enough of it!
I am jumping for joy because I'm now mayor of this Waffle House on Four Square!
