{"id":7444,"date":"2013-04-17T08:46:53","date_gmt":"2013-04-17T12:46:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/?p=7444"},"modified":"2013-04-17T08:58:44","modified_gmt":"2013-04-17T12:58:44","slug":"7444","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/?p=7444","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I had never been to Florida.\u00a0 I had no idea what to expect outside of oranges, gators and the 8 billion photos\u00a0I&#8217;ve seen of friends and family posing with Mickey Mouse ears on in front of Cinderella&#8217;s castle.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A couple of weeks ago, we packed up and headed down for a full 5 days.\u00a0 We hadn&#8217;t originally planned on a visit to the happiest plce on Earth, but later decided to squeeze it in (that post later).\u00a0\u00a0 Who knew, at the time, when were planning our mid-April vacay, that Ottawa would still be buried under a blanket of snow by the time we left and that more would come while we were gone.\u00a0 Not me, but I&#8217;m glad we left when we did.\u00a0 Especially when WestJet &#8211; best airline ever &#8211; offered to extend our stay for free when an incoming storm was forecasted on the day were to return.\u00a0 2 more days in Florida?\u00a0 Sign me up!\u00a0 Thanks for being so awesome, WestJet.<\/p>\n<p>We were staying in the Daytona Beach area.\u00a0 I have never seen a more beautiful beach.\u00a0 The sand was like powder.\u00a0 The kids were happy.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-7445\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5784sm.jpg\" width=\"750\" height=\"498\" srcset=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5784sm.jpg 750w, http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5784sm-300x199.jpg 300w, http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5784sm-200x133.jpg 200w, http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5784sm-290x193.jpg 290w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 750px) 100vw, 750px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\u00a0We were all happy.\u00a0 But mostly the kids.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-7446\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5810sm.jpg\" width=\"750\" height=\"498\" srcset=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5810sm.jpg 750w, http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5810sm-300x199.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 750px) 100vw, 750px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-7447\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5826sm.jpg\" width=\"750\" height=\"498\" srcset=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5826sm.jpg 750w, http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5826sm-300x199.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 750px) 100vw, 750px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-7448\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5850sm.jpg\" width=\"750\" height=\"1129\" srcset=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5850sm.jpg 750w, http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5850sm-199x300.jpg 199w, http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5850sm-680x1024.jpg 680w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 750px) 100vw, 750px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Sadly, I have no pictures of Wesley frolicking in the waves.\u00a0 A mere 5 minutes after our first visit to the beach, a &#8216;huge&#8217; wave rolled in and swept him down, rolled him around and dragged him a\u00a0few feet.\u00a0 This sounds more dramatic than it actually was, but to a 2 year old who had never been to the ocean before, it was terrifying.\u00a0 He spent the rest of the week WAY up on the sand, building and destroying castles, racing around and asking us if he was safe.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude41<\/p>\n<p>But that&#8217;s not to say he didn&#8217;t have his own fun.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-7451\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5869sm.jpg\" width=\"750\" height=\"498\" srcset=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5869sm.jpg 750w, http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/DSC_5869sm-300x199.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 750px) 100vw, 750px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>When I visit a new place, I always end up trying to imagine myself living there.\u00a0 Not the vacation version, but the everyday humdrum.\u00a0 The rushing to work, doing groceries, going to the gym version.\u00a0 Some places I am very drawn to.\u00a0 I can picture my life there.\u00a0\u00a0Sometimes in a sad way with the realization that I will probably never actually get to experience life there.\u00a0 And some make me glad for where I do live.<\/p>\n<p>Florida had me at hello.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not even sure I can picture the everyday, but the beach, the palm trees, the warm breeze on my cold, white Canadian face confirmed that this would not be the last visit.<\/p>\n<p>If only the bugs there weren&#8217;t so creepy.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-7453\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/gross-bug.jpg\" width=\"750\" height=\"750\" srcset=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/gross-bug.jpg 750w, http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/gross-bug-150x150.jpg 150w, http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/gross-bug-300x300.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 750px) 100vw, 750px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I had never been to Florida.\u00a0 I had no idea what to expect outside of oranges, gators and the 8 billion photos\u00a0I&#8217;ve seen of friends and family posing with Mickey Mouse ears on in front of Cinderella&#8217;s castle.\u00a0 A couple of weeks ago, we packed up and headed down for a full 5 days.\u00a0 We [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0},"categories":[26,28,37,47,51],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7444"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7444"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7444\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7459,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7444\/revisions\/7459"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7444"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7444"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7444"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}