Talk it up. I still can't get over what these eyes saw when I visited this past march. I was pretty much set on another place in Ocala. My GPS screwed up badly and a set of circumstances led me to The Villages. I was dead dog tired, living on junk food for 3 days and my head spinning with information when I got really goofed up very late at night. Anyway I end up at a Holiday Inn about 11pm, thank God they had a room at the Inn. I'm traveling alone mind you, my co-pilot Ms. Priscilla was at home holding down the fort in NJ. When I left the hotel the next morning I was putting my bag in the car and I heard a rhythmic noise...turns out I got lost into The Villages and that noise was pickleball. I spent about 7 hours on a freelance tour and knew I found something very special. I cancelled all my other appointment further south in the Tampa area. Did this happen by mistake? I don't think so. Once all the stars align we'll be on our way. Can't wait.
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