Funday at the Beach

After slogging through the swamps, after toiling through old battlefields, after driving the long and winding road, we found ourselves south. South as in someplace lighter. Someplace brighter. Namely, the beach.

We breezed through the upscale disaster of Biloxi, MS. Hurricane Katrina made landfall here a few years back, and it shows. However, the beaches are back and the town, once blown off its foundations, is not only back in business it is rebuilding with a vengeance.

The truth is that we didn’t go south just to see the aftermath of a hurricane. We went south so we could go east. Because, as it happens, the Florida panhandle hosts some of the greatest beaches in the world. If you like miles of sugar sand beaches and an ocean of crystal-clear water and big crowds, you'll like Pensacola, FL.

If you like miles of sugar sand beaches, crystal-clear water, and no crowds, you will fall in love with the state park in Destin, FL. It's cheap and it’s right on the beach.

There’s not much to say about loafing around on a white sand beach, other than to say that it’s pretty much the greatest.

We like these Florida beaches so much that we’re going to keep going south. We hear that the beaches of on Key West are even better. While there, I’m thinking that I will rent a small boat. I will go out to sea. I hope to catch a very big fish. I am not getting any younger.