My brother, Sam, arrived on Monday. He is spending 22 days this year in Florida, his longest vacation ever--almost retired. He is using up his vacation time before the big day!! He left all that snow in Chicago and got right into his shorts and flipflops. We drove to Marco Island for the day and went to the famous Snook Inn for oysters and fish sandwiches. We toasted to Sam's retirement.
And gave him a little early gift. (read what it says)
The beaches here are covered with shells at the water's edge. All the sand has broken shells in it---not good sand like in Ft Myers and Naples. But lots of large shells.
You couldn't walk barefoot on this beach!!
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