[graciegirl]

Five years ago living anywhere in Florida was not even on my radar screen. My parents had lived in the Venice area and I didn't like their life style at all. It was hot, the house was not interesting, they mainly socialized at if not the largest, close to the largest Elks Club in Florida. I could not understand why anyone would leave the beauty of Ohio for what I deemed. (sorry) the tawdriness of Florida.

My husband had talked to people who were raving about the golf at some place called The Villages, Florida. Well, that really turned me off, if my husband Sweetie, has a teeny tiny fault, he golfed WAY too much in our life time to suit me. I did a search back then and I found a website that showed homes not very interesting to me and the graphics were kind of " country" and nothing pushed my hot button. (I am a horrible graphics snob) Things have changed quite a bit since then.

The only place in Florida that I truly loved and returned to time and time again was Disney World. It was beautiful, pristine, something new was happening all the time, it was a fantasy come true and beyond dreams to me. We went even after the children and grandchildren had grown up.

You know what I am going to say don't you?

I came. I drank. I fell in love.

They somehow nailed one of their toughest sells by not selling me at all.

Boy am I glad I did. I would have completely missed Paradise. (AND Disney World for adults!)