Sanibel

We went out for an adventure to Sanibel Island (the self proclaimed "shell capital of the world") not far from Ft Myers beach.  It was hot and sunny.  

We played in the water with Uncle John and Karen and G found lots of seashells and compared them to our shell guide.  

Even though we had a gallon of sunscreen on, we all got a bit red and decided to buy an umbrella. 

We came back to the trailer and our good neighbor John Ortalani asked if we wanted a martini. After two or three deadly Martina's we were fast friends with John and his wife Linda from Rochester. They were so sweet to us and described a Rochester favorite the 'Garbage Plate'. Karen really appreciated the social aspect of RVing after a Caramel Vodka.