Greetings from Hell: My long overdue return to Florida.

Twenty three years after I left Florida for my career, it was time to return to my adopted hometown.Continue readingGreetings from Hell: My long overdue return to Florida.

Clearwater Beach: Where the sand’s as white as the people who go there.

A quick 20-minutes west of Tampa, Florida lies a full two-and-a-half miles of cocaine-white sand named Clearwater Beach. It’s an easily accessible, subtropical paradise that makes everyone who visits forget their troubles, worries and — judging from the tourists we saw — their fashion sense.