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Nestled between the Tampa Bay and downtown Sarasota lies the 15 acres of the Selby Gardens.
One of my favorite spots to relax in the water for the day with some wine coolers earning, some new tan lines is the Johns Pass sand bar.
The reservation boasts a variety of short trails that loop around the meadow, the woods above the lake, and a trail that even takes you down to Candlewood Lake. The beginning of the trail even has outdoor workout equipment for people that are extra healthy.
There is SOOOOOO much to experience that the normal work life we’ve all come to know and hate don’t allow for – at least not in the U.S.
I’m not religious but I feel like I look at and hold my copy of the Atlas Obscura the way religious people look at the bible.
I’m coming at you from 39,908 feet above Atlantic City and a child kicking the back of my seat. I’m flying from Hartford, CT to Orlando FL – and I’m even wearing my Mickey Mouse mask and USF hoodie just in case people didn’t realize I’m from Florida!
I recently took a drive up from Florida to my home state of New York! I’m only spending the week here so I have to fill it with things I love, like hiking as I’m sure you have all realized by now is kinda the only thing I do. I was tired of the flat Florida trails and wanted to see some hills again.
My mom brought me on awesome hikes growing up and my dad took me to the FDR Park to go on runs but they couldn’t give me that local state of mind, those areas that are overrun with teenagers escaping their parents grasp and drinking shitty beer. I never did that.
I was talking to my parents today about how *funny* it is that I finally decided to start blogging after all of these years of them egging me on to do so. It’s even *funnier* that I’m focusing a lot on travel blogging now when I’m not traveling nearly as much or to as many places as I did in high school and college.
It’s 3:44AM and we’re sitting at a Maryland rest stop with my mom snoring next to me.
One of my favorite adventures and most memorable hikes on this trip – which may be because it was our few hours of rain respite – was hiking Sleeping Giant. The mountain got its name from a legend where a giant lay to rest and has yet to be woken.
So the only way to remedy this sad feeling inside of me was to obviously blast the Pop Punk’s Not Dead playlist on Spotify, plan my future line up, and reminisce on some of my favorite concerts, which I decided to share with all of you.
Just a 45 minute drive from sunny St. Petersburg sits the Hillsborough River State Park. With miles of trails, a calm river, mangy mosquitos, and a green luscious canopy, it is safe to say we crossed the invisible but ever present ‘Central Florida’ border.
This wasn’t like the other larger, state known, festivals we’ve been to, (Florida State Fair and the Strawberry Festival) it truly felt like a small town fair. With free parking in one lot and the fields being taken over by a children’s climbing wall, tire swings, a dunk tank, a few vendors, BBQ style food trucks, and County Line Produce as their backdrop, this was a true small town event.
While I may not look as cool as others and it’s a hassle to pack up, I’ve made my definitive list of what is an absolute must while going to the beach.
I know this isn’t really something to travel to but it gives you a taste of adventure in your own town while most borders are still locked down due to COVID-19.
I brought my boyfriend to his first Virginia farm festival and I was not disappointed. The second you cross the farm line you can feel fall coursing through your veins, craving apple cider donuts, hot chocolate, and eyeing the best pumpkin in the patch.
I have swam at the Gandy beach, eaten grouper, spent the day at Disney, drank at the sandbar but in the two years I have lived in Florida, I have yet to see an alligator in the wild. So this raises the question is, am I true Floridian? Not yet.
About half an hour south of the Skyway, just outside of Bradenton in the small town of Waterbury, FL is the u-pick sunflower fields of Hunsander Farms!
I may not be getting poolside service and having my every need waited on by hunky men supplying an endless amount of alcohol but I live in the Tampa Bay, people pay to vacation here! I know ‘Florida Man’ has essentially ruined the state in everyone’s eyes, but we have Disney.
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