We made some new friends. Nemo, Buoy, Grayson among others. They are ill and we visited them in the hospital. One wasn’t eating enough, another was in a boating accident, one had metastasized cancer. Yep, these were three sick sea turtles. But they are all doing well at the Loggerhead Marine Center hospital and we have hope for them.

Now we are in Florida where, as you know, gender identification is important. But you cannot tell a sea turtle’s gender until they are about 25 years old. Poor Governor Desantis. It must drive him crazy.

Worth Avenue in Palm Beach looks to be thriving. Clematis Street in West PB? Not so much. It needs help – give what you can. And if you happen to be in the market for 10 or 12 empty store spaces, this street’s for you.

Yes, we went by Mar-a-Lago. Nuthin’ happening there, I don’t think. Skip it. We also went by Manatee Lagoon. Nuthin’ happening there, either. I wondered why, and then it was clear. It must have been Manatee Day at Mar-a-Lago. Imagine it. Donald and the manatees cavorting in the pool. Having a great time.

Good food yesterday at two chain restaurants. Rocco’s Tacos and Seasons 52. Sort of a surprise. Reminds me of a time in London years ago when I was at a restaurant and asked the waiter whether the restaurant was a chain. In a heavy accent, he said: “No, it’s Italian”.

That’s it. Thanks to our great hosts. On to The Villages. Yes, that’s where we are going.