The second restful day, we misjudged the time and missed church, drove around one of my old neighborhoods, went to the (nice-turned-stormy) beach, got some gator jerky and went back and swam some more at the house.
I also have to mention that more than once, we hit up the local Checkers. Anywhere else, this means auto parts, but in FL, this means awesome burgers and the best chili cheese fries that will ever pass your lips.
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