packed and ready.
beach. beach. beach.
Sheldon (my car) got sick 90 miles outside of Pensacola.
our 4 hour trip became an 8 hour trip.
we spent the remainding 90 miles in a tow truck.
we dropped Sheldon at the car doc.
grabbed some food and beer.
and woke up to the sun streaming in the windows.
my bff kw picked up his new ride.
we motored around town.
spent some time on the beach.
chatted with Nan - kw's grandma and delightful lady.
ate delicious seafood.
and headed home.
quite the adventure.
most importantly, Sheldon just needed a new power steering belt and he was ready for the trip back on Sunday.
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