Originally Posted by
Gunnar Alquist
Craig,
Was this 1989? We went to the Tarpon Springs area to visit my wife's parents and sister and I FROZE! I had only brought a sweatshirt because my wife told me I wouldn't need much else. I was in the back yard with my father-in-law picking rock-hard grapefruit and oranges off of the tree and tarping the trees in (what felt like) sub-arctic conditions.
I really dislike Florida.
Gunnar,
Sorry about the lag in my response. I have been away for awhile - and not to Florida, you can safely bet.
My frozen Florida visit must have been earlier in the 80's - perhaps 1984, but I do not remember precisely. My friends lured me to Fort Meyers, FL with promises of a tropical Christmas and their assurances that I did not even need to bring a coat. Their house had no heat source other than an electric stovetop. We spent evenings and mornings huddled around its four burners that glowed bright orange on high. Daytimes, we drove around with the car heater warming us. I've not been to Florida since. My friends moved to Vermont and divorced. I speculated their divorce was an unavoidable consequence of their disillusionment with Florida.
Craig Olsson