Jim is on vacation in the swamps of the Florida Panhandle, pity him.
I'm in the Florida panhandle.
I'm staying about 30 miles from the nearest internet access point, where I'm lucky to have air conditioning let alone intermittent access to the cellular network. Right now I'm logging into my sister-in-law's wireless DSL AP, which seems to be working pretty good, but I don't know how often I'll be over here - all of which is the long way around of saying, don't expect regular posting.
There may be a few pictures later this week. My son and I intend to visit the National Museum of Naval Aviation at the Pensacola Naval Air Station, which is an awesome place if you're into vintage military aircraft. We'll be sure to take a bunch of pictures, and maybe we'll stop by Fort Barrancus and the old lighthouse as long as we're on the base. I'm sure we'll hit the boardwalk at Pensacola Beach and Fort Walton Beach sometime here soon.
I swear though, I don't know how people live down here. The heat is damned near unbelievable, I got off the plane and it was like being hit in the face with an oven door. Despite having lived here for a number of years, and having spent a significant fraction of my life in the South American jungle and the Middle East, I have apparently lost all tolerance for heat and humidity.
Updates to follow.