Sunday

We headed out with Susan GPS for Coral Ridge Presbyterian Church this morning. We arrived in good time, although we really had no idea where we were going -- just followed Susan's directions. This church is pastored by Billy Graham's grandson. He was there, but they had a guest speaker from a huge church in Franklin, Tennessee. It was a pretty interesting service -- huge, beautiful church with pipe organ and good sized orchestra. There was a great mix of contemporary and traditional music -- there is surely something about a pipe organ blasting out the chords! It was a long sermon -- the service lasted over an hour and a half.

We went to Boston Market for lunch and then headed out to a local shopping centre (again by way of Susan GPS). We poked around before heading back to the hotel, stopping only for an ice cream sundae from McDonalds.

We'll pack up in the morning and head north. We will have to stop somewhere on the way home, but plan to drive directly up I-75 -- a direct, if boring route. I would not like to live in the oppressive heat around here, but there is much to recommend the area in terms of a certain kind of beauty. It rains almost every day -- POURS down in buckets -- and then all of a sudden, it's sunny again. The rain doesn't cool things down at all. In fact, it makes the air seem even muggier. I can't imagine how people handle this weather without air conditioning. It's not as if there is an ocean breeze such as we had in Nevis. People tend to move more slowly as well. I am amazed at the amount of Spanish spoken. I would say that in our travels here, there is more Spanish than English, and the English that is spoken tends to be adorned with a clear Spanish accent.

So, this is it for tonight. No pictures. I haven't taken any -- too busy looking at time shares and shopping! I'll try to check in tomorrow night -- probably somewhere in Georgia. I'm not sure we'll get to Tennessee -- we'll see how the time goes.