Taking it easy in SoFlo

We been passing the time with no real plan, if we think something is interesting to us, we do it, if not we can be found lounging around the motorhome. We'll be sitting under the awning watching Maggie play in her pool while we enjoy the balmy 80 weather here in southern Florida. Anyhow, I didn't think I had anything blog worthy to write about, but reviewing my notes I may not have anything of substance , but I've got plenty to say, here goes!

We recently saw a very informative PBS documentary called A wing and a prayer (2015). It is about a group of American World War Two veterans who smuggled airplanes and weapons into Palestine in the late 1940's. They are crediting with saving the newly born Jewish state from annihilation in the 1948 Arab-Israel war and with the birth of Israel's Air Force.

Millie and I go to the gym three days a week. Both of us use the weight room, tomorrow we add a fourth day, Millie will do Yoga, I will do another day on the weight training equipment.

We made our first trip to the Hispanic Market, it's always interesting, like a foreign country right up the street. We bought some vegetables, but only varieties we recognize. There's some strange looking stuff there! We always browse in the flea market behind the produce building, but didn't find anything we wanted to purchase.

We found a really good restaurant. It's in the warehouse district here in Florida City, smack dab in between two long storage buildings, it would probably not be your first choice in eateries if you judged it by outward appearances. We had the Wednesday special and boy was it good! Soup or salad, drink, all the fried catfish and two sides you can eat, for $9.99.

Bingo! We are officially snowbirds, we've started playing bingo here at the campground on Thursday nights. We are gambling of course, it wouldn't be near as much fun if we weren't playing for money!

So far we're down $35, won $5.

I got to do some electronics troubleshooting recently. Millie's sewing machine was not operating properly, I deducted it was a faulty speed controller. Further investigation revealed one of the soldiered connections the sliding rheostat had broken loose. I re-soldiered the connection and the machine is once again humming along and Millie can return to work on her sewing project.

Pictures, you may have noticed a lack of personal pictures on the blog this year. The main reason is I have technologically regressed. A couple months ago my smart phone bit the dust. No shame for it really, it survived several years of abuse, both physically and electronically. It got battered because it was a guy phone, no pampering, no protective cover, just use and abuse. When on the road we used it as a WiFi hotspot and that took its toll. These phones run very hot when set up as a hotspot and heat kills electronics. 

Anyhow I decided I would get the proper equipment for internet service in the motorhome and for my personal use I would buy a flip phone. Yes a flip phone, you can still buy them, but you're choices are limited. So, I bought this supposedly rugged armored Samsung phone, in less than a week I broke the outside screen. The phone part still works, as does the texting, I haven't figured out the voice mail yet. Texting is a pain in the duppa, remember hitting multi function keys four times to get a desired letter, yes I'm doing that! It has a camera, I don't know how good it is, the screen is midget sized. I haven't been able to find any software to download the pics to my computer via USB cable and don't seem to have the ability to send them to an email address.

The other day I was looking thru the menu's again and discovered the phone is Bluetooth capable. Bluetooth is a method of linking devices wirelessly, kind of like a mini WiFi. My computer has windows ten which has Bluetooth compatibility, but it does not have the hardware. I have ordered a USB Bluetooth radio and on Wednesday will be able to download phone pictures to the computer.

I was going to write a long winded essay on abuse of racial privilege, but I think I'll put that on my soap box blog. Suffice is to say, there is an element of the black community here in south Florida with a very strange way of honoring their civil rights leader, Martin Luther King.