Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Greetings from the Deep South

Well, here I am visiting Marco's folks in a town where there are more churches than gas stations. We are feeling a bit the fish out of water. To ground ourselves, we've made our way to the nearest dread Starbucks (a godsend!), where I am reading about writing and Marco is reading Salon. We are hopeless. Alas.

Some amazing things down here: Spanish moss, a sign for a horse ranch called "Ocala Stud," a bar called "No Where?", and Marco's mom's yucca pasteles.

2 comments:

Alison said...

Others in the deep south want to know, where exactly are you?

Deborah Siegel said...

30 miles outside of Ocala. And today I went to the Gulf coast and saw manatees and alligators. For reals!