Pensacola to Cuba

My last days in Pensacola were quite enjoyable. On Thursday, another Couchsurfer reached out and invited my host and me to a line-dancing venue. It reminded me of a place we used to go to in California called the Branding Iron. We did a few line dances and went on to have great conversations about everything from politics to religion. She dropped me off, and the next day, I started wrapping things up for my trip to Tampa on Saturday. I was glad that, despite some initial uncertainty, I was able to meet a couple who are close friends with someone I know from Boulder, and in the end, it couldn't have worked out better. We walked around a bit in historic Pensacola, shared some stories, and had breakfast before they dropped me off at the airport. I arrived in Tampa, picked up the rental car, and headed to my Couchsurfing hosts, a most generous and caring couple. I arrived later in the evening, and after grabbing a delicious sandwich at Hemingway’s Cuban Kitchen based on his recommend...