Chilled

A walk along the crowd-free lakeside over in Kissimmee, watching the birdlife and the wildlife (spotted a couple of 'gators in the shallows), a cherry slush, back to dump the car and walk down to Chili's for a traditional Sunday enchilada (confusing the waiter when we said we'd walked there; nobody does that apparently), then back for a dook in the pool and to sit at the bar until it got dark and the bugs started to win.

Chilled.