It's been a while since the end of vacation, but I've been either busier than usual or too ill to function ever since we've returned. So only now am I getting to the point where I can sit down and put together the stats.
0 Number of armadillos seen
1 Number of armadillos heard
2 Number of nights spent in Key West, Florida
3 Number of states visited during the vacation (Florida, Maryland, New York)
3 Number of laptops we took to Key West with us
4 Number of principal vacationers
6 Number of vacationers to the Florida Keys
6 Number of sides to Fort Jefferson in the Dry Tortugas
8 Number of nights spent in Polynesian Village, Englewood, Florida
9 Number of people at our Easter dinner table
9 Number of nights Erin was away from home
10 Number of nights away from home
10 Number of takeoffs and landings during the trip
15 Speed limit in miles at Polynesian Village
20 Number of distinct sandglyphs created
27 Bottom floor of Sackners' house
28 Top floor of Sackners' house
45 Number of vacation hours Geof used to go on this trip
68 Number of miles from Key West to the Dry Tortugas
76 Temperature in degrees Fahrenheit of the water during our visit to Nokomis Beach
92 Highest temperature in degrees Farhrenheit we experienced during our trip
102 Number of our room in Key West
104 Number of the Mikes' room in Key West
130 Estimated number of miles to drive over all the Florida keys to our hotel in Key West
200 Estimated number of photos and videos taken at the Dry Tortugas
352 Number of miles driven from Englewood to Key West, Florida
412 Number of miles driven from Key West to Englewood, Florida
16,000,000 Estimated number of bricks in Fort Jefferson
volveremos a las tortugas
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Man! You guys beat me on states visited....lame.
And what does an armadillo sound like? Maybe I should know that, but in my youth I saw them only from cars at high speeds, and very often the armadillos had gotten the worst of some previous encounter with an auto, and so probably were quiet anyway.
Dees,
An armadillo sounds like rustling through the underbrush. More like charging. I've seen armadillos disappear into the brush enough times to recognize the sound of these clumsy beasts on the run around those parts.
Didn't see any dead armadillos. But, boy, did I see vultures! Saw a flock of them descend on some unseen carcass in a ditch on one car ride of mine. A weird sight: these large beasts lowering themselves out of the sky in swarms.
Geof
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