Growing up in the North East, I didn’t get to hang out with my cousins down in Florida much. So I made up for lost time by parking the Winnebago in my cousin’s driveway for a few weeks. As Alex put it, “Was there a tornado last night? Because someone’s house is sitting in my driveway!”

Sid and my cousin’s dogs got along quite well, although they weren’t quite as fond of the camera as my Jack Russell Terrier. I spent an afternoon trying to snap a few shots of the elusive canines and managed to get one of Charlie, a very friendly rescued dog.