A visit with Paula in Tampa

I woke up early on Wednesday morning, April 3rd to catch my flight to Tampa. First I had to load all my luggage into the dinghy for the ride across to the rickety dock, drag all the heavy bags and a hammock chair up the street, then load it all onto the ferry for the 20 minute ride across to Cancun. From there I got a cab to the airport and made it into Tampa around 7:30 in the evening. What a day of travel!

My cousin, Paula Estep, picked me up and said we're going straight to the Dallas Bull (a huge country bar) for line dancing. This was a first for me, but since it's Paula's birthday the next day, I told her we could do whatever she wanted. It was packed, and I tried to blend in, being a good sport I had to try a couple dances at least. Paula is good at it and obviously enjoys it and her friends there; I was just giggling at myself most of the time trying to keep up with the fancy footwork.





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