By writing this blog I want to inspire you and show you that, yes > >
==You can change your life at any time to make it more magnificent.
==You can live with little money and still have an excellent life.
==Still be able to live life getting very little sleep.
==You can live ANYWHERE in the world and still make your life a fantastic event.
==I want to share with you experiences that, I hope, will add to and make your life better.
==Perhaps this is my new “gig” and I will be traveling the world doing the same?
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February 2, 1019–Over the weekend I went further south in Florida. Up where I have been living for many years it is cold, icy and snowy. Down here in Florida I am wearing shorts and slaps (flip flops, I call them slaps because they slap your feet.)
Today, in working on my blog, somehow everything got erased. So, I am going by memory now and hope I can get all down. Actually, nothing that much happened this week, but — here we go >>
I had come down to Clearwater because I know that there are some jugglers who do street shows at one of the piers. But, as you would know, I did not make it down there. Driving through Tampa traffic was horrendous, and all the people, too.
I found another Pep Boys in Clearwater to have a look at my van. A small shop, only two people working there, they really need five or six mechanics. Terry was at the helm of the investigation, and he really knows his stuff.
He looked at the front end and, yes, saw the wheels were not aligned. Remember last week I had gotten a quote for over $1500 — much for me right now. Terry worked for half a day replacing one part and making adjustments. The cost came to under $300, that made me happy.
As far as my request for help financially, the only person I heard from was my wonderful x-wife Mary Ellen, who said she could not help at the moment, which I understand. I heard from no one else on suggestions or any help or even an offer of a shoulder to cry on, makes me wonder if anyone really reads the words I post or cares?
After the excellent van repair, it was off to—take a guess—DISNEY WORLD MAGIC KINGDOM!
I wrote about my juggling friend Bryan before. Well, his brother’s sister’s husband works at Disney and got us passes for the whole day–fabulous. Four of us, Bryan, his wife, his brother, and ol’ what’s-his-name.
The last time I was at Disneyland in Anaheim, CA was back in the ’70s, as a kid (or, as a Kit.) First time going to the Magic Kingdom. I remember everything being so big and magical, as a boy would take it in.
At a cost of $104 a person, I was surprised at how many people were there. Please, $25 to simply park your car, pay $50 and you get better parking and a bottled water. Prices for food inside the park were outrageous. But, people paid the cost. We had gotten a very big breakfast before going, so none of us had hunger.
What I especially loved was seeing kids, their eyes bright with wonder.
It was a great day, but I don’t think I would go again, I’ve regained knowledge of the ways of Disney.
Currently, I am back in Ocala National Forest, so splendid to be back. Sitting on a picnic table, eating a big salad, drinking a beers (I discovered two Corona Light fit into my big cup I use for tea in the morning. I like to drink incognito.)
After all the traffic going through Tampa some days ago, then the traffic in dealing with Disney, I was so glad to be back where I belong–in the wilderness with the animals.
