I love the spontaneity of road trips. Not knowing what you might see along the way, where you will end up stopping, the conversations that will be had. Discovering the what might be the best salsa ever 702 miles from home. Choosing to stay at a hotel almost solely based on the fact that Bill Murray was in one of their promotional photos. Indulging in Little Debbie Zebra Cakes at a gas station. It's the little things.
We made stops in Atlanta, St. Augustine, Orlando and finally Deerfield Beach, Florida. We visited an amazing aquarium, ate at Caddy Shack, walked on old roads, drank a lot of bad coffee, played at Disney, finally saw Captain EO, relaxed on the beach, and spent too little time with dear friends.
(More photos HERE.)