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This is something I thought I would share. True story.
Dave and I went to Sarasota this past weekend to an island called Longboat Key. As we were driving along Dave spotted my very favorite restaurant in Florida Sweet Tomatoes (which oddly enough Tomatoes are my least favorite food...but the place is really just a giant salad bar with soup and ice cream). So we pull over ASAP and go inside to enjoy the deliciousness that is Sweet Tomatoes.
While we were eating we noticed an old man with a long white beard, long white curly hair and a bunch of clothes along other miscellaneous items. My first guess is that he was homeless, and I still believe that to be true. He had what I would describe as a gentle face and piercing blue eyes. As I noticed him I thought about how much better I bet the food tasted to him than it did to me. We finished eating and went back to the hotel which was approximately 15 miles away.
Later that night we went to St. Armonds circle for dessert at Starbucks (my other favorite place that was right near the hotel…). We walked inside, ordered our drinks, and turned around to see the same homeless man sitting in a recliner chair in the corner of the (very small) place. I could not believe that this same man was 15 miles from where we saw him just a few hours before. What are the chances?
We left Starbucks and decided to walk around the circle for an hour or so. We got back into the truck and pulled into traffic heading back to the hotel. As we are leaving the area the homeless man was crossing the street in front of us on the pedestrian lines so we had to wait for him.
Hmmmm.
Dave and I went to Sarasota this past weekend to an island called Longboat Key. As we were driving along Dave spotted my very favorite restaurant in Florida Sweet Tomatoes (which oddly enough Tomatoes are my least favorite food...but the place is really just a giant salad bar with soup and ice cream). So we pull over ASAP and go inside to enjoy the deliciousness that is Sweet Tomatoes.
While we were eating we noticed an old man with a long white beard, long white curly hair and a bunch of clothes along other miscellaneous items. My first guess is that he was homeless, and I still believe that to be true. He had what I would describe as a gentle face and piercing blue eyes. As I noticed him I thought about how much better I bet the food tasted to him than it did to me. We finished eating and went back to the hotel which was approximately 15 miles away.
Later that night we went to St. Armonds circle for dessert at Starbucks (my other favorite place that was right near the hotel…). We walked inside, ordered our drinks, and turned around to see the same homeless man sitting in a recliner chair in the corner of the (very small) place. I could not believe that this same man was 15 miles from where we saw him just a few hours before. What are the chances?
We left Starbucks and decided to walk around the circle for an hour or so. We got back into the truck and pulled into traffic heading back to the hotel. As we are leaving the area the homeless man was crossing the street in front of us on the pedestrian lines so we had to wait for him.
Hmmmm.