I wrote that this blog began as written words about my first experiences visiting and then living in Norway … and as it grew I started to include travel photos of life as an Army wife and now an expat with extended family scattered around the world.
It’s been fun going back through computer folders of my scanned images and finding shots that I’d forgotten about. I have visited and lived in several of the fifty states in the US; I have twelve, plus D.C., represented in this blog now. A couple days ago I added Missouri … today I thought I’d add Florida.
My family lived in Pensacola, Florida for many years. It’s where I went to high school, and visited during my first few years of college. Most of my Florida photos are too family-oriented to capture a travel blogger reader’s interest, but I do have a few images of Florida places I’d like to share.
My grandparents on my Dad’s side moved from Michigan to Dunedin Beach, on the Gulf of Mexico side near Tampa/St. Petersburg/Clearwater, in the mid 70’s. I visited several times and the photos of those visits bring back warm memories of time spent together. This is from a visit in 1984, during a walk my Dad, daughter and I took around their community. (I love this angle, plus it has a Florida seagull in it; I have seagulls from New Zealand pictured in this blog, and will be adding ones from Norway eventually, so figured I should give the Florida gulls their recognition!)
The next year we visited my parents in Pensacola; this perspective of my Dad and his first grandchild walking along Big Lagoon near the Perdido Key Bridge has always been one of my favorites, and Abby showing something interesting she’d found on that walk to my Mom adds to the wonderful memory moments.
A couple years (and another daughter!) later, we took a trip to Pensacola Beach to play in the white sand.
In this next shot I cropped out my girls; the result is not very big or particularly interesting – but I wanted one showing the blue waters of the area. This is Pensacola Bay looking out towards the Gulf of Mexico. We were enjoying the day at the Pensacola Naval Air Station beach. We visited the beach often – it was closer to my parents’ house, and not as crowded as Pensacola Beach. Plus, Navy pilots would make frequent passes over the beach – it was always exciting to hear their approach! (Sure wish I’d taken a photo of one of those practice runs!)
August 1995 founds us in Orlando for trips to the parks.
I visited the National Naval Aviation Museum at Pensacola Naval Air Station a few times in my Florida life; here I’m watching new-husband-Jan’s excitement during his first visit there as part of our honeymoon trip in December 2006/January 2007.
Florida represents great family memories for me!