So I wanted to take the initiative for Susan to meet my grandma early,
because if I didnt organize some kind of meeting I was thinking that
she would never get to meet her before our wedding.



See my grandma lives all the way down in Naples Florida, and I know my
Grandma Renne cannot travel to come see our wedding this upcoming
February.



So I found some dirt cheap plane tickets and bought them.  As the trip
got closer and closer my parents had some heated discussions with me
about how I need to rent a car.  But the prices were more than my plane
ride and I refused to pay 450 dollars for a damn rental car.



So we flew out there with no rental, but I organized a nice car to pick us up.  It was 50 bucks to get to grandmas house.



I think once we got there, we immediately went to the beach and took
some of our first pictures.  I think Susan was already in love with
Florida. She had been down here in the past for spring break, but never
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One year, my family and I drive a very long drive down to Florida in
Naples to see my grandma and all decide to drive even more to Key
West. Sandy also met up with us on this trip, of which I will post
at a later time.

But this particular memory involved a boat outing for a glass bottom
boat.

It sounded like a wonderful idea, so my parents paid for our seat and
we get out to this area where there was tons of beautiful fish and
things. Then the boat stopped and the waves began to control the
boat, sliding it up and down. Within minutes, I exited the room and
"got some fresh air". I was the first person who exited.

Minutes after that, my mom exited and barfed over the edge of the
boat. I simply laid down on the floor and sucked it up.

Sooner later, more and more people we outside catching more air and
spewing more and more. It was disgusting.

The final "survivors" were my grandma Renne and a small child who
enjoyed every minute of it.

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