
My second day in Florida, we went to Daytona Beach. It was beautiful.


At this beach, you can drive right up on the beach and park your car. We spent all day there.

This is a picture of my skinned knee. The waves were rough that day and I totally got knocked over and toppled by like 3 huge waves--right in a row. I totally skinned my knee on the sand. It does not look that bad, but oh my gosh, I have a nice little pink scar from it. I actually lost my swim suit a few times because the waves totally pulled it down top and bottom. At one time, Jen tried to tell me that I was exposing myself to all of Florida, at the same time, I was trying to warn her about a huge wave that was behind her, she did not get the memo, and I tried to cover up ASAP, before the next one came. I took a break after this incident.

A nice needed refreshment.--choco-taco and water. Beautiful.
After the beach, we went into the Harley Davidson store, because: It was Bike-tober Fest. I was all ready for a ride on a Harley. 
Jen choosing her Harley shirt.
"Gentleman, what's a girl got to do to get a ride?"
Posing with a Biker preacher dude. He was handing out free gum, so we stopped. 
This is not a pea
ce sign, it means sunglass pair #2. I get to Florida and realized that totally forgot my sunglasses, so we stop at Target. Then in the massive wave toppling, I lost my sunglasses. So Target again. Hopefully, I can hang on to this pair. 

Daytona Raceway. We stopped to get some food on the way home. (Diet Coke time)
And we celebrated Dj's birthday with some key lime pie. We were so tired. The waves totally take it out of you. I guess it doesn't help that we were totally slammed with waves over and over. 