Living up north for so multiple years had me used to absurdly frigid winters and mostly mild summers.
Aside from mosquitos and black flies, I undoubtedly enjoyed the summer time in the north during the three decades of my life spent residing there.
However, my fiance was accepted into a prestigious graduate school and I was eager to follow her to this new city. All I knew is that all of us would be going to a town near the Atlantic Ocean on the east coast of FL. Just the idea of moving to FL, regardless of the exact location, sounded care about a good idea to me. I heard there is good freshwater fishing in the area as well as the saltwater options along the coastlines. When all of us arrived, I wasted no time exploring the area. I drove down State Road 524 until I arrived to State Road 520; I took a right turn and headed east until I was in the F; Burton Smith Regional Park. The best part of the experience was renting a kayak along St; Johns River and rowing into Lake Poinsett. When I got beach beach house from my outdoor excursion just east of our condominium in Cocoa, FL, I was tired and hot. The first thing I did when all of us walked through the front door was adjust the control unit. We have it programmed to 73 degrees during the afternoon hours, so I went ahead and liberally dropped it to 73 degrees. In a few seconds I could already know the frigid air circulating through our condominium. I laid down on the couch to watch cable but I passed out before I could even turn it on at all. The made the air so pleasant inside that I slept for an hour before realizing what had happened.