{"id":10671,"date":"2021-04-24T23:55:01","date_gmt":"2021-04-24T23:55:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/georgiawasp.com\/?p=10671"},"modified":"2021-07-06T01:38:08","modified_gmt":"2021-07-06T01:38:08","slug":"on-re-living-the-florida-life-style","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/georgiawasp.com\/?p=10671","title":{"rendered":"On “Re-living the Florida life-style…”"},"content":{"rendered":"

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For some reason this\u00a0April 2021<\/em>\u00a0post is now a<\/em> <\/span>main page when you\u00a0Google<\/a>\u00a0\u201cgeorgiawasp.\u201d The notes give more detail, but there\u00a0is<\/em>\u00a0a newer post,Recalling Week 8 of the COVID shut-down<\/a>, above right. I\u2019ve tried working on the problem, but without success. In the meantime, this glitch* seems to be something I and the reader will have to live with\u2026<\/h5>\n

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(Another note: In the original post I had a photo that I took, along with a caption describing a big part of my recent visit to Florida: “Can you say\u00a0cheek by jowl<\/a><\/strong>? Except for the undeveloped lot…”<\/em><\/p>\n

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Two weeks ago I drove “back” down to Florida…<\/p>\n

Specifically, “back” down to the Kissimmee-Poinciana area. My “brother from Utah” – who now lives in Massachusetts* – went down to check out some investment property. So<\/em><\/strong>, he and his lovely wife rented a condo for a week, and they invited me\u00a0to come down and join them for a visit. (Along with my brother from Peachtree City and his<\/em> <\/strong>lovely wife.)<\/p>\n

The thing is, I lived<\/em> <\/strong>in Florida for 54 of my soon-to-be 70 years.* And didn’t realize how much I would\u00a0not<\/em>\u00a0<\/strong>miss living there until I finally left. (With “strong urging” from my ex-wife.) Which means I got a chance to “re-live the Florida lifestyle.” And for me, four days was enough.<\/p>\n

Which brings up\u00a0cheek by jowl<\/a><\/strong><\/em>… That refers to the property my brother and sister-in-law inspected on Wednesday morning, April 14. They’d made a tentative offer* on the place and wanted to check it out. (I was scheduled to leave for home\u00a0that very day, after lunch, having arrived the previous Sunday evening, as described below.)<\/p>\n

The four days’ experience gave me a strong sense of “deja vu all over again<\/a>.” To ee what I mean, go to\u00a0Google Maps<\/a>\u00a0and put in “poinciana fl Secure Connections.” That’s a security business in the area, and if you focus a bit you can see what I mean by “cheek by jowl.”<\/p>\n

That is, you’ll notice the streets in that area of Poinciana all have “themes.” In this case, lots of bird names like Hawk, Pelican and Parrot. You’ll also notice there are very few undeveloped lots in the area. The one shown above left is an\u00a0anomaly<\/a>. For the time being anyway…<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Then you can go to “RJ Automotive Repair Shop,” at 12201 Seminole Boulevard, in Largo, Florida. That’s the area I grew up in – and lived in – those 51 of almost-70 years.* You’ll see the same “cheek by jowl” set of ticky-tacky houses all jammed together. (On the other hand, when we first moved down there in 1956, the area was mostly\u00a0orange and grapefruit groves. That is, the area north of 12210 106th Street, and from what is now 105th Street down to that big lake; Lake Seminole.) For that matter, each house lot in the block – back in 1956 – had three grapefruit trees in the front yard and another three in the back…<\/p>\n

But we’re digressing here.<\/em> <\/strong>The point is that by the time I left<\/em><\/strong> Pinellas County, in late 2009, the area was a nightmare of traffic, not to mention the crowded living and “hot muggy weather.”<\/p>\n

But I’m not alone in feeling that way.\u00a0See for example,\u00a0What is Living In Florida Really Like – Moving To Florida<\/a>. The article describes three phases, or sets of feelings of people who move there. First comes the initial “honeymoon period,” which can last from three months to two years. Then comes an in-between period, from four months up to five years. Then finally comes the third phase, realizing “what living in Florida is really<\/em> <\/strong>like.” (From people who’ve lived there “for many years.”) There are some unanticipated negatives “never mentioned in the glossy promo brochures.” They include: 1) learning to live mostly indoors “to avoid sunburn and the hot muggy weather,” and 2) having to maintain your pool, because otherwise “the Florida sun will turn a pool into a thick pea-green soup in days if maintenance is not kept up:”<\/p>\n

At this point you are either in the group that has avoided or stopped doing things you loved outdoors altogether because of the hot muggy weather<\/strong> and will eventually leave the state … or you\u2019re stuck because there\u2019s no way you can afford to move out.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Or unless you are “forced” to leave the state as part of a nasty divorce proceeding. (Which turned out to be a\u00a0blessing in disguise<\/a>. “Thank you Jesus!” And I really mean it<\/em><\/strong>.)<\/p>\n

\"laketoho\"<\/a>But to be honest, in April – at least – some parts of Florida aren’t too<\/em><\/strong> bad. I ended up doing three kayaking trips on\u00a0Lake Tohopekaliga<\/a>. (At right.) I set out for my\u00a0 first kayaking – 90 minutes or so – from\u00a0Big Toho Marina<\/a>, on the north end of the lake. I wrote later, “It’s a big-ass lake, some 22,000 acres, about the size of Lake Oconee in GA, and four times the size of Lake MacIntosh” in Peachtree City. “Fortunately the locals refer to it as ‘Lake Toho.’ As in ‘Big Toho Marina,’ where I finally found a boat ramp.” (It took awhile to find a put-in that first early-Monday-morning.)<\/p>\n

The next day \u2013 Tuesday, April 13 \u2013 I did two trips. The first was out of the Big Toho Marina, again. Then after a snack and bladder break, I went out for a second kayaking, this time out of the Granada Public boat ramp. (South of Kissimmee and about at mid-lake of \u201cLake Toho.\u201d)<\/p>\n

Then on the way home \u2013 Thursday, April 15, after a traffic-choked drive heading north by west over to\u00a0Chiefland<\/a>\u00a0\u2013\u00a0I kayaked an hour or so on the\u00a0Suwannee River<\/a>. I had planned to put in Friday morning at the free park right by the water in\u00a0Fanning Springs<\/a>, but here\u2019s a traveler\u2019s alert.* That \u201cfree park\u201d is now closed; to put in there I\u2019d have to go next door into Fanning Springs State Park<\/a>, which charges six dollars \u201cper vehicle.\u201d So I said the heck with that, and – with the Google app on my phone – I found the Log Landing public boat ramp. It’s 14 miles and some 20 minutes north of Fanning Springs, via County Road 341. And had a pleasant paddle…\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

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So all in all it was a pleasant four days. it was nice being with family again, exchanging memories from long ago, and occasionally hearing a family secret I didn’t know before. And the kayaking itself was a great change of pace from the three kayakable lakes around Peachtree City. Still – and as\u00a0Thomas Wolfe<\/a>\u00a0once wrote – “You Can’t Go Home Again<\/a>.” The question is, what happens when you don’t want<\/em> <\/strong>to “go home?” When you don’t want<\/em> <\/strong>to go back and revisit all the trials and tribulations you had to go through to get where you are today? When right now you’re “turning 70 in 2021* – and still think the best is yet to come?”<\/p>\n

Besides, who’d want to exchange the\u00a0cheek by jowl<\/a>\u00a0living-in-Florida for your own private\u00a0God’s Little Acre<\/a>, amid the piney woodlands 20 minutes east of Peachtree City? And where you have your own private mini-herd of deer, coming through your yard in the mornings?<\/p>\n

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The \u201cfuller story\u201d on the glitch is below, at the bottom of these notes.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

I took the photos for this post, of which one survived. In the original post I added, “Hopefully they’ll stay<\/strong> in this post,” but it was not to be. The platform photo gallery somehow lost or deleted my uploaded photos. (The photo at the bottom of the main text showed “my” herd of deer recently grazing in the front lawn, captioned, “It was so<\/strong> good to get back to my\u00a0God’s Little Acre<\/a>\u00a0in the Georgia woods.”)\u00a0<\/em>Which means I’ll have to do some tweaking…<\/em><\/p>\n

Re: Brother “who now lives in Massachusetts.” He’s the one I have travel adventures with, like on 2019’s “Camino” trip. (Click on the\u00a0Travelogs<\/a>\u00a0link at right.) He recently moved to Massachusetts – at the strong urging of his lovely wife – to be nearer to their new grandson, “Little Ben.”<\/em><\/p>\n

Re: “54 of my soon-to-be-70 years.” The family left our chicken farm in rural Bucks County PA in 1959, when I was five. I lived in Pinellas County<\/a>\u00a0for all but three of the next 59 years; I spent three years going to\u00a0law school<\/a>\u00a0(1981-1984) in\u00a0Tallahassee<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n

Re: Tentative offer. The seller accepted the offer. Which meant that after driving back to Massachusetts at the end of the week, my brother and sister-in-law packed up their fixer-upper tools, then drove back down<\/strong> to Florida to get the property ready to rent out.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Re:\u00a0You Can’t Go Home Again<\/a>.\u00a0Wikipedia<\/a>\u00a0noted the title is\u00a0reinforced in the novel’s\u00a0denouement<\/a>: <\/em><\/p>\n

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“You can’t go back home to your family, back home to your childhood … back home to a young man’s dreams of glory and of fame … back home to places in the country, back home to the old forms and systems of things which once seemed everlasting but which are changing all the time \u2013 back home to the escapes of Time and Memory.” (Ellipses<\/a>\u00a0in original.)<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Re: “Turning 70 in 2021 – and still thinking the best is yet to come.” That’s the title of my next e-book. (Which I have to finish soon, since turning 70 is like losing your virginity. “You can only do it once!”)<\/em><\/p>\n

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Re: The \u201cfoul-up\u201d or glitch resulting in this old (March 2021) post being made so prominent right now. Maybe it\u2019s a\u00a0sign from God<\/strong>? See for example\u00a0Sign From God Meme\u00a0\u2013 Image Results<\/a>, including the one featuring various church billboards, including the one billboard saying, \u201cWell, you\u00a0did<\/strong>\u00a0ask for a sign.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Then too, the problem seems to be more of a \u201cbug\u201d than a glitch. See\u00a0Wikipedia<\/a>:<\/em><\/p>\n

A glitch, which is slight and often temporary, differs from a more serious\u00a0bug<\/a>\u00a0which is a genuine functionality-breaking problem. Alex Pieschel, writing for\u00a0Arcade Review<\/i>, said:\u00a0\u201c\u2018bug\u2019 is often cast as the weightier and more blameworthy pejorative, while \u2018glitch\u2019 suggests something more mysterious and unknowable\u2026<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Also on the not-up-to-date main page: Here\u2019s the original note, when the\u00a0April | 2020 | The Georgia Wasp<\/a>\u00a0started coming up as the main page. Here\u2019s the note I wrote for that\u00a0SNAFU<\/a>:<\/em><\/p>\n

I have no idea why this old post \u2013 from April 2020 \u2013 comes up as the main page when you\u00a0Google<\/a>\u00a0\u201cgeorgiawasp.\u201d Something happened on the evening of April 3, 2021, and I\u2019m not sure what. I was writing up the new post,\u00a0Revisiting March 2020<\/a>, that I finally published on Easter Sunday, April 4, 2021\u2026<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

For other more-recent posts,\u00a0click on the highest-up link under \u201cRECENT POSTS,\u201d above right.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

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