I suppose I should apologize to Charlie Chan, that inscrutable oriental detective. But since he referred to himself as “oriental” which most asians now regard as derogatory and since none of the 5 actors who played him in the movies was actually asian, I won’t apologize much. I doubt that he was even inscrutable, whatever that means.
The point being that my younger son, Frank, visited me for a week, leaving yesterday. This was my Christmas gift to him – a week in the Florida sun. Thanks to the pandemic the airfares are dirt cheap, as are the hotels. He brought his girlfriend and the total cost for airfare and hotel was under $700. I let him use my car for the week (I had the truck). Cheap, cheap, cheap vacation for him.
Notice that I said “a week in the sun” rather than “a week in the heat.” Because it was sunny but cool. But 60s seems warm to those who endure 30s and 40s this time of year. And it did get into the upper 70s twice during the week. Warm enough for a northerner to use the pool.
Frank and I went out Thursday night, sans girlfriend, for some father/son bonding time. Had pizza at Capone’s then had a beer at The Lodge. I got the pint while Frank opted for the “large” thinking it would be 22 oz, as they serve in MA. But this was a full 32 ounces. Huge. He finished it. Fortunately he wasn’t driving.
We also spent a day touring the area, including visiting Sanibel Island and the Ding Darling Nature Preserve. I was hoping to find some large alligators, but I guess it was too cold. Struck out at Ding. But we did get to walk the beach at the southern tip of Sanibel and get to dip our toes in the Gulf of Mexico.
So, a pretty good week. So good that they decided to return for Christmas. On their dime.
One Response to A visit from #2 son