Unfortunately, Gramps’ visits tend to be brief ones and he headed back toward the warmer climes of Florida.
Apparently, he wasn’t the only one with that idea as all of the license plates with je me souviens and yours to discover he encountered along the way. Yep, it’s the annual snowbird migration to Florida and it’s in full swing with most of the cars heading south being from Quebec and Ontario.
But in spite of the parking lot that was I-95 and all of our friends from the Great White North, he made it home safely and that’s what counts. And we’re so looking forward to taking that trip ourselves next month for turkey, Port Orange style. 🙂