Today was sunny and 65, a good day to explore Fisherman's Village in Punta Gorda. We found beach themed gift shops, clothing stores with Hawaiian shirts and fancy flip flops, one cute gallery with some neat fish prints, (literally, the actual fish is inked and a rice paper print is made from the fish) and Randy's favorite, The Salty Paws. He bought a ball cap with a German Shepherd on it. Keeping with the fish theme, the only thing I wanted was a giant fish cookie from a tiny bakery next to the Salty Paws. I resisted, always mindful of those Weight Watcher Points. Randy suggested I buy a ball cap or a Tee shirt with cookies on it. What a pair we would make... the skinny man loves his German Shepherd and roly poly woman loves food.
We left Punta Gorda and drove northwest to Gasperilla Island. This small island is dotted with very fancy condos and houses, but does have a beautiful public beach. The rules were posted on a post in the parking lot and we actually thought pets were allowed... it was a bit ambiguous to be sure, but there weren't many people, so we leashed up the girl and off we went. It didn't take long for us to realize that people were staring at us with there cell phones to their ears. Randy took the dog and made a beeline to the truck just ahead of the local Sheriff of Snootsville. I was walking with my cane and exaggerated my limp to illicit sympathy, but I don't think it would have mattered to this bunch. We climbed into our "good ol' boy truck" and waved to the sheriff and the well healed looking couple who had done their civic duty. I know rules are rules, but they really weren't all that clear. The very coolest thing on this island, besides the dog unfriendly beach, was a giant Banyan tree... and the fact that no one told us to move on when we stopped to photograph it.
Home to The Sun and Shade and our very modest little trailer... which suits me just fine.
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