Everything I’ve heard about Destin, Florida is true. White sand. Green water. Crashing waves of happiness. Okay, the last one might be an exaggeration. Or not. Judge for yourself.
In short–we stayed too long. We spent the rest of the day and part of the night playing catch-up and spending the night in a lousy KOA next to a truck stop. After navigating through the weeds in the dark, we found a spot with 30 amp. electrical service, only to discover that someone I lost the plug adapter to our relic trailer. Tomorrow, we’ll slap down some cash at Wal-Mart for a new plug.
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