Life on the Island

  I came down to Little Gasparilla Island where my family has a house, that we happen to rent if you’re interested.  Gasparilla Villa .  I always forget what life is like down here, it is much slower.  I love it. 
  If you’ve never been to islands or spent much time around a beach you’re in for a treat.  When you get to your destination you enter something called “island time.”  Island time is when you have a destination, but you get there whenever you get there.  Clocks become relatively unimportant.
  Island life is fantastic.  We put our phones and tablets away for awhile and enjoy the sights and sounds of nature.  Don’t get me wrong, as you can see we still have internet and TV, but we step away from it all for a bit and enjoy each other.  With island life comes a relaxation that you don’t feel in the city. 
  As luck would have it my grandparents and one of my aunts and uncles lives right next door to our house, which means there’s always good eatin’ as southerners would say.  We celebrated my grandparents’ 60th anniversary yesterday.  Sadly, that is a rare thing to celebrate these days, but we had a fantastic time. 
  While walking the beach at sunset yesterday I was able to find some shark’s teeth and honored the island gods at my aunts house by giving one to the pirate treasure at her house.  I’m going to have a ton of photos to go through after this weekend, but that’s always fun.
  Speaking of photos, I got to look at a bunch that my mom and aunt had from growing up, talk about a different time era.  These photos were awesome!  Among other amazing things, I saw times square from the 60s and how different does it look today…wow.
  More to come soon.

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