After spending time in Jacksonville eating and drinking too much we left Saturday night to start our trek to Marco Island. When we couldn’t find a spot for the night closer to Marco we stopped in Bradenton and found a decent hotel for the night. When I say decent, what I really mean is that we overpaid for an opportunity to meet local meth heads and prostitutes and possibly share bodily fluids on the pillows. Solution for Joanie, use her own pillow and blanket to shield the vermin.
Travel tip…flying by the seat of your pants doesn’t always have a happy ending.
OK…enough of that…nothing could be that bad.
Marco Island is a great city, I haven’t been here in 20 years and he has grown up to be a big boy. Our Airbnb is in the back of a beautiful house with heated pool and the owners are very welcoming. Spent the day walking the beach and checking out the city, temps up to 68.
More to come.
McGaffs On The Fly 