In which ocean would you find a ‘gator?

On Saturday we took a ride to nowhere.

No, not nowhere. Somewhere.

We went to Everglades city to visit the world famous Everglades Seafood Festival.

Oh, it isn’t world famous?

My bad.

Seafood.IN.The.everglades.

The festival is in it’s  37th year. And since we have lived here 14 years, we figured it was time to visit and see what all the fuss was about.

It is held in the middle of the town square. Homes/stores butt right up to carnival rides and wind chime salesmen.

There were lots of these here. Is it a law that you MUST have multiple tattoos if you ride a hog? 

This guy begged me to go retrieve him a fresh squeezed lemonade. Of course I did.

This is coach’s lunch plate.

And this was mine. I ate the salad to the right 20 minutes later

And yes, salad DOES keep you regular. A salad that size keeps you more than regular. {FYI: Costco has the best prices on TP!}

In Texas, you ride a bull. In the middle east you ride a camel.

Apparently in Florida, you ride a hammerhead shark.

Huh? Yeah, that was pretty random.

I wish I had gotten a photo of the sign that said: You are now in Skunk Ape Territory.

Ironically, I could not get a clear shot of it because there were a bunch of guys lingering in it’s shade. Irony. I love that.

We had fun. But really, we can wait another 14 years to go back again.

We enjoyed some seafood, but we did not partake in all the gator that was available. That was a promise I kept to my lemonade loving gator.

Hoppy Tuesday peeps.