Once we all made it to FL...

On Mon, 1L, Sedwick, and I were all happily in FL, and on our way to explore. We thought about stopping by Mike Lowell's house, since we hadn't gotten to see the Red Sox game, but we decided that might be a little too stalkerish, and, besides, Mike would be in Ft Myers at the game. So, instead, we headed toward Miami, to 1L's brother's.

On our way, we hunted for weird things, and took advantage of a weird points of interest app on Tom Magellan, Sedwick's GPS. He took us to a statue of a barefoot mailman, who apparently is well-known to the local police. Tom Magellan undershot the statue, and we had to ask a cop for directions - he didn't bat an eye, but pointed us in the direction of the statue. As you can see, it's more of a black and white than cartoon statue, which disappointed 1L, since she'd pictured more of a cartoon.



We then headed to 1L's brother's, collapsed, and then spent the next day trying to figure out how to get the hot tub working. (it seems like it should have been simple, but I think we were missing something, since it was more of a tub of water than a tub of hot water).

That night, we went on a ghost tour of Coconut Grove, a place that is welcoming of all sorts of folks.



After some confusion, with a website reading both that tours are given nightly and that they're given on just certain dates, we met up with our ghost tour guide, who nicely did a tour just for 1L, Sedwick, 1L's brother, and me. We soon discovered it was to be one of the oddest ghost tours ever. We learned a lot about the guide (whose picture you can see below), including the fact that she has a PO Box in Key West, went swimming in a fresh water spring once as a child and had dreams about it for years without knowing they were based on experience, got a black eye from something falling from her closet onto her, and is a member of a woman's club. Sadly, we learned little about ghosts. There were a few mentions of ghosts, but they were invariably followed up with "and I don't know who this person was that people see or why he or she is haunting this place."



At the end of the tour, for unknown reasons, she had us walk in a dark park (which there's a picture of below). Apparently, for some reason, she sees things there - for instance, one person was a "shape shifter" and was suddenly shorter than the person he was walking next to. For us, we learned: 1L and her brother have the same looking aura, which is blue and fuzzy (1L's brother thinks this might be related to the fact that he had on a blue shirt and stumbled). Sedwick has a dog next to him. And me? Well, she was too busy talking with everyone to see anything for me, alas.






Per minute, it was the best deal of a ghost tour ever, since the guide's string of random thoughts lasted through a two and a half hour narrated tour of a half mile. And we did learn a valuable lesson -- be careful, and don't look up when you're getting something heavy off a shelf in the closet.