In the summers of Florida it doesn't get dark until around eight thirty at night. One of my favorite things about the drive home was being able to see the skyway bridge light up right before the sunset. I was so beautiful.
When we got about an hour away from our home sweet home front destination my car campers decided they were hungry again. So we made a pit stop at a local gas station for a quick stretch and snack. Oh I felt so sorry for the gas station attendant. My poor tired son spilled a thirty two ounce drink all over there floor. Now he says the cup cracked and it simply spilled out. Guess we will never know.
We were relieved to finally get home. We needed showers and believe it or not we were still tired. I guess we were tired of being tired. We praised one another for being so well behaved and said a family prayer thanking God for our safe journey.