There were a few things along the way on Ted’s and my Spring Break Road Trip that I found interesting, amusing, or at least worth a picture.
The Biltmore gift shop offered wall hangings with bits of wisdom. Here are two of them.

. . . and we’re proud of it!

Never underestimate the power of new shoes.
The Cummer Museum in Jacksonville also offered gift shop-based advice.

Yes! Groove like the King! Forever!
On our way home, we stopped at a rest stop and couldn’t help overhearing a lady on her cell phone. She was standing in the parking lot and giving an update to her listener. “I’m not sure where I am. I think I’m in Missouri.” (She was.) If she’d been in Mississippi, she would have had no doubt. All the restrooms at the rest stops provide location information.

In case you’re wondering which state provided the bathroom you’re using.
The Blue Angels are garrisoned at the Naval Air Station in Pensacola. When we pulled into a rest stop near Pensacola, we saw this in the parking lot.

Go, Navy!
The goal of the Spring Break Road Trip was to find warmer weather. That didn’t happen until we got to Jupiter, FL. Temperatures were in the mid- and upper 70s in Jupiter and in the Keys, but we finally hit the 80s in the Florida panhandle.

We had to travel 2,687.4 miles to get above 80 degrees. The thermometer actually got up to 90, but I was zipping along on the interstate and it dropped before we reached a stopping point.
Now that we’re back in Missouri, it’s time for spring. Twenty-eight days until we open the pool.