Where do I start? There is a part of my soul that is lost now. Or maybe it’s a part of my colon? The only good thing I can gleam from this sad heart breaking news. Like Cardiac Breaking.. Is that somewhere in my digestive track a Jalapeno Popper is still there from several years back. Okay enough jokes…..
The Palm Gardens is..was…a Lake Dora institution. Perfection, and always packed with fellow Woody Boaters during the show. So much so, I think was a show unto itself. Many of us would pile into our boats and just hang at The Palm Gardens and watch the parade of other boats go by. And in Florida, on the Dead River, there is just about anything that can entertain. The staff there was always kind, and True Floridians. Happy to see you, and even happier to see you go. The foot was always shockingly great. Like really great, yet you always wondered what the real payment would be. And yet was worth it.
This coming year at Lake Dora, the ritual will be missed. But change is part of life. WAIT, WTF! Not in Woodyboaterville. Change is bad. Ugh, this just hit me on a very deep level. Or maybe its the Onion Rings from 2015 finally working there way out.