The morning of our flight out to Florida was the coldest of the season and probably of our entire lives in Boston. To top it off, another full-on blizzard was in the forecast. We made it out just in time before the storm and found Florida to be sunny and wonderful. The only hiccup on the trip was thanks to Spirit Airlines, who failed to deliver one of our bags on the flight down. And it wasn't because the bag didn't make it on the flight, but instead the ground crew lost it in Naples. Spirit sucks big time, and in the future we are going to pay the extra cost for a legitimate airline.
Minus 7 and a forecast of snow, then heavy snow, then blowing snow, then sunny with a high of 11. Florida here we come.
Logan airport is probably the only place in Boston without a snow problem. They can just push it into the harbor!
It is hard to believe that a 3-hour flight can bring us here. I love this country!
The Floridians thought the pool was cold, but not for the girls
Grampa Mike and Riley
Nana and Tessie
Riley came to the girls bed one night, much to the surprise of Nana and Grampa
While the rest of the Grays were in North Carolina, Jack came by
Fresh citrus can't be beat
We drove down to the Everglades National Park and Big Cypress National Preserve
The girls earned their first Junior Ranger badges at Big Cypress
We saw manatees and gators in the Big Cypress park, but with its overabundance of sunshiney goodness, Florida has amazing fauna everywhere, like this bald eagle outside Grampa's home.
Back at home to the cold and snow. When the icicle touches the ground, is it a stalactite or stalagmite?
The yard under the south facing roof was off limits because of these hanging daggers
Grandma Joan and Grampa Ed came up to help watch the kids. We took an afternoon to visit the Lowell National Historic Park
The noise of the power looms was unreal
Another junior ranger badge earned
We taught Tessie some useful phrases
The names Dooley and Riley challenge Tessie's rhoticity
Erin is still our biggest beach lover, by far
This is what 12 looms sounded like. Imagine if all 80 were running and you were working the usual 5 AM to 8 PM shift.
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