Cinco de Mayo

“Who accidentally comes to Orlando on Cinco de Mayo?” the guy at the motel asked us. Except more politely.

We did.

All we wanted was to get catch our flight in the morning. Not party. S didn’t even want to eat. But I voted with my stomach, and this time common sense was on my side.

The main street was crowded, but head five minutes in any direction and it was quiet again. We asked for directions, but didn’t know where we were going. What did we even want to eat?

At least we could get around on foot. Six hours of jetlag to go to a wedding on an endless road called Gainesville. At least here we had sidewalks, and didn’t have to deal with six lanes of traffic.

Somehow we decided on sushi.

It was pretty good, and the sake woke us up a little. But not enough for Cinco de Mayo.

Flight in the morning, and we weren’t going to rest at the other end, so best to rest up now.

It didn’t work, but at least we tried.

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