Yesterday I passed six million steps, or 3,000 miles, so now I have less than a million steps left. According to Google Maps, the Florida border is 3,001 miles from Cape Flattery, Washington, or 6,002,000 steps, and I passed that yesterday as well, so I am now in the last state on my journey, though still with a long way left to go.
One could maybe wonder what there is to do in a state like Arkansas, or Nebraska, or Idaho, but most people can probably think of a few things to see in Florida without any help from me - Disneyworld, Universal Studios, Miami, Cape Canaveral, the Everglades, the Keys, beaches, sun, oranges and alligators for a start - so I decided to do this state a little differently and, for the most part, show pictures of some of those famous places rather than the towns I find myself in each week.
Florida is the one state on the East Coast that I have been to numerous times. My dad was from Auburndale, Florida, and we visited my grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins every few years when we were kids. I learned to swim there, and to water ski, swam across Lake Ariana once, and watched from the shore - along with a cop and about 30 other people - as dad and my cousin chased after a powerboat that was running around the lake with no driver because my cousin bailed out (they caught it.) I have been back a couple of times as an adult as well - the last time was in 2004 with Jackie and the boys.
I am about seven miles into Florida, on the Eastern end of the panhandle at the town of Havana, eighteen miles from Tallahassee and headed straight through the city, then east and south to Miami.
So the trip ends here in Florida, but no time soon. My spreadsheet says I have 89 days to go.
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