There might be a gas crisis in other parts of the country, but where we’re staying, filling up the tank is not a problem. Other than one or two trips to the supermarket for heavy goods, our car has been parked in the garage since we got here. We aren’t walking everywhere though. Transportation is by golf cart. Battery operated, we just plug it in at night and it’s ready to go in the morning. No worry about running out of gas.

It’s so cute to see them lined up on the street, parked in front of the stores, in the parking lot at Wal-Mart, scooting down the special lanes on the road made specifically for them.

Even crossing a busy intersection isn’t a problem. Tunnels and bridges make it safe and easy to get around.

I don’t know whether it’s because they aren’t closed in or because people are just friendlier here, but when we’re out driving around in our golf cart, people wave or call out a hello as we pass. It’s so strange, but nice.

Yes, I think I like traveling by golf cart. Sure, I have to leave a little earlier than I would if I was driving a car, but to me, it’s worth the extra time it takes.

Schedule for today (or until my tired body runs out of gas):
* a choice between tap dancing or creative writing at 11:00
* a choice between rug hooking or jazz dancing at 1:00
* ballroom dance practice at 2:30
* ceramics at 6:00

There’s also a piano recital at 3, and happy hour and entertainment starting at 5.

Busy, busy. I LOVE these kinds of vacations.