And feeling completely refreshed after some much needed time off.

I went golfing with some buddies in Tampa, which you may know as the armpit of Florida. My understanding is that St. Pete and Clearwater are both nice places to live and visit (i.e. warm and by the beach), but the city of Tampa is one of the more ghetto medium-sized cities that I've visited, if by "ghetto" you mean "absolutely terrifying to drive through parts of." Actually, ghetto probably implies that.

We got in 5 rounds of golf, which was good times, because I enjoy the golfing. The weather was ridiculously hot and now my arms and legs are sunburned because I'm intelligent enough to put sunblock on my face, but not my legs and arms, which I use to walk and elbow people. So now, it hurts to walk a little and I can't elbow anyone.

On the flight on the way back, I sat in front of a screaming child who I'm positive will have a great career doing voice over work someday. Three rows in front of me, there was a child that projectile vomited all over the wall of the airplane. The fat guy sitting in front of me said it best when he said, "God, it fucking stinks." That about summed it up.

Labels: air travel, golf, Tampa