We had an extra passenger on our return flight. Seth. Fortifying our morning with some Starbucks.
Headed to the track. The only thing open at 9AM. Race cars. Arcade games. And a denial to ride the kiddie swings for Noah. He was too tall.
Alvin's Island. It's a beach stuffs bonanza. Plus, nothing says beach vacation like an airbrush t-shirt.
Lunch at Fudruckers with a quick perk at the gators. Worth noting that Emna ate gator bites. I'm pretty sure she thought it was chicken.
Headed to the terminal via rental car transport.
Emma was practicing social skills making friends with the big girls.
Home at last.








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