The Sunshine State

One of my most vivid memories of my childhood spring break treks to Fort Lauderdale is stopping at the Florida Visitor Center. My mom insisted on that stop. She loved tasting the orange juice, looking at the pretty flowers and marking our entrance into The Sunshine State. She always said the OJ tasted better; it was the best. On my drive to St. Augustine, I made that sacred stop, enjoyed a refreshing cup of orange juice and just as I had in my childhood, picked up some pamphlets on ticky-tacky tourist stops.

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