On our way to Orlando for a conference, my husband and I decided to make a weekend stop in Tampa Bay to visit my stepson and his wife. Because our flight was delayed, we met up for a late-night drink at a local brewery. That first hug after being apart for so long always feels extra special—like time suddenly shrinks and you’re right back where you left off. After catching up, we headed to our rental just a short drive away.
I had booked an RV through Vrbo, hoping it would be a gentle introduction to the camping life I’ve been trying to work up the courage to explore. Surprisingly, the trailer was perfect—clean, cozy, and so thoughtfully designed. It had everything we needed in a small, comfortable space. Even though I’m not used to tiny living, I could definitely see how this could be the start of future camping adventures.
The next morning, we met the kids for breakfast and drove to St. Petersburg, which turned out to be absolutely beautiful. We spent the day bar-hopping, browsing local shops, and enjoying a delicious lunch overlooking the marina. It was one of those simple days filled with sunshine, good food, and easy conversation.
Before leaving Tampa, we stopped at Homosassa Springs Wildlife Park, where we wandered through lush vegetation, spotted all kinds of wildlife, and even fed the manatees. My favorite part was seeing the flamingos—they were even more stunning up close. Despite the heat and humidity, the park was a memorable highlight. For our final stop, we popped into Mahuffer’s, a dive bar unlike any other. The walls were covered in one-dollar bills and filled with odd, quirky treasures—including old women’s underwear hanging as décor. It was weird, hilarious, and unforgettable.
The next morning, we packed up and left for Orlando to prep for the conference. It’s never easy saying goodbye to a child who lives in another state or country. But mixed with the sadness is a kind of excitement—the joyful anticipation of the next visit. And that’s what makes these quick trips so meaningful.
