So we got up, I went to take a look at the ocean one last time while Mark showered and got ready.
We got in the car so that we could stop for breakfast before our appointment at 9:30.
We were having an all-time favorite (and NO boys it is NOT Waffle House this time).
We were having....
We finished up and drove the short 10 minutes to our appointment. We got there and went into the store and asked for the woman we were seeing (I don't remember her name). The two young guys working the store said she wouldn't be in until 1 p.m.
We had a 9:30 appointment. They said she was home with the pool guy fixing her pool pump. I knew right then this was not a good sign. They called her on the phone. She indicated she had totally forgotten the appointment...even though Mark had emailed her on Friday to remind her. She said she would be there by 10:30. SO Mark and I hit the Starbucks at Target as the Krispy Kreme coffee did nothing for me and then walked around the all for 30 minutes.
We went back and the witch told us that she had decided over the weekend that since both of her daughters now live in California she was going to sell her store and move there
Seriously? You couldn't call and tell us that on Sunday or Monday so we didn't drive all the way to Daytona?
I was fit to be tied. We could have spent another night at Disney and not in that flea bag in Daytona; we could have gone to the Magic Kingdom and ridden Dumbo. I really just wanted to hit the woman.
So we got in the car and decided to drive to Coral Springs where we would be spending our next two nights and, if we got there in time, Mark could get some pool time.
First things first...lunch. We stopped some place we have not eaten at in years:
And it was the FIRST TIME I actually felt good being 55. Because I had a huge craving for a grilled cheese sandwich and it was not on the regular menu but it was on the "55 and over" menu and for half the price it probably would have cost had it been on the main menu.
Mark and my lunch:
Our tummies full, it was time to drive some more:
These signs are all over Florida...I'm speechless at times:
We got to the hotel, checked in and Mark went down to the pool for a little bit (no pool pictures this day).
We then decided to hit one of the nearby casinos. We set up a designated time to meet because we don't gamble together...he brings me bad luck. So with a 5:30 meet time, we went off our own ways. I really didn't like any of the machines...I couldn't find one that ONLY took 3 quarters at a time. It seemed they all took 6 or 9.
I finally sat down at a machine and put in my ticket. I didn't realize it was a $1.00 machine but didn't want to move again. It took five coins each time, but I just didn't care at that point. I was still ticked off with the witch in Daytona and I was tired of being in the car so I figured I'll just go through the last $70 I had and that would be it.
Well, I had no idea what I was doing but all of a sudden the machine started making a weird noise and I got all these free spins and I ended up winning almost $500.
It was time to quit and I went to find Mark. He had lost his money already and I had my winnings. We decided to stop at the deli in the casino and grab a bite to eat. We forgot to take pictures before we ate.
This is what was left of Mark's sandwich:
And what was left of mine:
We went back to the hotel and watched a little TV and hit the sack.
Up next, our marathon drive to Marathon, Florida