Crystal River near Tampa, I spent a few weeks there for a flying upgrade.
This bar was a bit…special. I heard there used to be anti French mottos on the walls, and French people were just plainly not welcome. Maybe there is a new management and new patrons because I didn’t meet any morons to challenge my French accent (though I’m Belgian).
The front place was interesting enough: A Harley next to a Japanese bike and a carriage, an elephant, a 9/11 memorial. Funny enough the American bald eagle looks very much like the Africa fish eagle. Latin names are respectively haliaeetus leucocephalus and haliaeetus vocifer. Quite a long way to fly apart for these cousins.
The owner was pleased that I had stopped to take a few snaps and ask some specs about the car. He said people around were not nice to him, considered him a red neck and thus avoided him. Well true Florida is a nest of retired religious right wingers but then look at the car… seen from my European point of view, this car seems indeed to belong to the redneck pool.
Or this one.
Renting a discrete RV seems mission impossible in the USA…
But then why would you want to be discrete in the US?
Florida seems flatter than Holland. I wonder where this modified SUV needs such a high wheel clearance? To drive over gators?
This poor girl spent hours yelling, clapping, dancing in the sun. She still made an effort to pose for me.
Common scenery.