While I ate my lunch on Monday, a tour bus unloaded at this truck stop. As it was easy to see by the cameras and pale skin, none of the tourist was from Florida. An elderly gent and his assumed wife sat down next to me at the counter.
In a strong English droll he says, “May we sit next to you? “Sure”, I exclaimed. He said, “Thanks mate”.
I looked at him and said, “I’m goin’ way out on a limb here but, ya’ll aint from around here, are ya?”
He laughed and said no, that they were from the south of England and here on holiday.
I asked, “Which holiday?
“Our holiday”, he said.
“You have your own holiday like the 4th of July?” I asked.
“No, no mate. We are on a vacation”. “OH! Why didn’t you say so” I said as I chuckled with them.
“See, we here in the states TAKE a holiday ON a holiday. We can even TAKE a holiday while we are ON vacation. See?” I asked. We all had a good laugh.
They had been all over the lower forty-eight states but liked the southern states from Texas over to Florida the best. They say the people are more hospitable here then out on the left coast. I tend to agree with them.