A tweep joked that MY Florida (as mused about therein) is not so appealing: swamps, heat, alligators and BBQ. But, really, as a longtime denizen of the state (dare I also say of the real Florida: the inland northern swampy part?), indeed MY Florida is idiosyncratic, curated by me for me, and deeply sentimental. And let’s reiterate that there are no beaches (nor cartoon mice) involved. My vacation visits back down there are all about friends, food and being outside in dense tropical vegetation with loads of wildlife around (alligators are optional).