And . . .

. . . we're off! Upon arrival at the Indianapolis airport we realized it was time for our afternoon snack of cheese popcorn and caramel corn. It wasn't long after we settled in at the gate that it was time to board the Boeing 717.

Taylor was on the aisle,

Blake was on the window,

and I was the monkey in the middle. After a forty-five minute delay catching our connection in Atlanta we were once again airborne for the final leg of our trip to Tampa, Florida. It was dark by the time we got our rental car. We headed for the grocery store to pick up a few necessities (donuts) and went "home" to put our dinner pizza in the oven.

After a good night's sleep the daylight showed the pool in good order and the temperature was moving into the 80s. The first order of the day was my removal of a baby snake from the pool amidst much screaming by Taylor. After that, we spent most of the day in the pool but found time for experiencing the local wildlife.

We took a walk to the pond at the entrance gate and were pleased to see a gator enjoying the late afternoon sun. Unfortunately we didn't think to carry our cameras. Fortune smiled on us later, though, when the neighbors pointed out a gator in the pond behind our house. This time Taylor and I were ready with our cameras.

What a cute little fella!