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1/30/2015

The design of the Fairfield Inn and Suites was woodsy, modern, and cozy. I walked to the breakfast area and found plenty of other guests dining. The breakfast was similar to many of the hotels in terms of selection but their fluffy scrambled eggs were very easy to eat. The brightly colored fruit gave the dining area life while the ample land around the property gave the hotel a secluded, get away feel.

I asked the ladies to stay behind while I ran. I figured they might as well enjoy the comfort. I passed a few residences on Venice Ave. The properties seemed pretty big. Some had cows but they didn’t smell as much as the cattle in Texas. Perhaps they were a different type of cow. I also passed a couple of planned communities where blue heron basked in the sun...

1/30/2015

With our final destination of the southern route just a few days away, we slowed down the adventure to enjoy our scenery. After an all American breakfast of eggs and pancakes we lounged in our room until checkout time. We stayed at Bentley’s Boutique hotel as long as we could because our destination was only ten miles away.

There wasn’t a single cloud lingering in the light blue sky when I finally stepped onto the road. The air was clean and my lungs sucked up as much oxygen as possible. I deep green vegetation surrounded me until the town of Venice. I had become accustomed my muscles warming up after several miles so I felt fresh when I turned off the 41 and onto Venice Ave. The street had plenty of shops and unique eateries...

1/28/2015

As with any endeavor, commitment can take you far. It is necessary to know when to call it quits and when to keep pushing forward. Priorities aren’t right or wrong, they are just what a person values. Every time the thought of stopping the journey entered my mind, I gathered my focus and figured out my priorities. The dark moments and obstacles consumed me at the time, but with a little patience and perseverance, the adventure propelled me forward.

The Hampton Inn by the Sarasota airport had a French influenced décor. The earth and green colors kept me calm. Steam rose from the breakfast items fresh from the kitchen. I chose to start off with yogurt and fruit though...