When it Rains. . . .

When it rains on the Gulf, it doesn’t mess around.  We left to get some supper in a real drencher, and we got soaked going into the restaurant.

The food made it all worth while:)

Our motel is about a mile from the beach.  For some reason, I had thought it was closer, but oh well.  We’ll check it out in the morning–there are supposed to be a couple of hours when it doesn’t rain.  And Tuesday, it’s supposed to be clear all morning.

In the meantime, we have some games, some snacks, and no schedule to keep.

Life is good.


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