The Last Time I went to Florida . . .

As most of you know, I am preparing to serve a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in Jacksonville Florida. As part of this preparation I have been doing a little studying up on Florida . . . including the last (and only) time I went to Florida. Here is a photo journal of the last time I visited Florida.

The Last Time I went to Florida . . .

I was 12 years old, fanny-packs were "in" and we spent most of our time at Disney World. Can you spot me in this photo? Let me give you a hint, look for the peg-legs.

Grandpa and Grandma Brown took their alien fighting responsibilities seriously.

Avery and Brit were adorable-itty-bitty-6-year-olds!

Did I already mention that fanny-packs were "in?" Especially while paired with a swimming suit, tee-shirt and sunglasses.

We visited Kennedy Space Center, Grandpa was fascinated and the kids were bored after a couple of minutes.

We swam, played mermaids, built sand castles, and swam some more.

We had our first visit to the Atlantic Ocean in the black of night and Nate was convinced we would be eaten by Jaws.

Dad, John, Zach and I went to Waterski School and I learned to ski the course.

Zach and I weren't too sure about our . . . um, interesting waterski instructor.

Grandpa became a camera-wielding, fanny-pack-wearing Rock Star!

Nate got hit in the stomach by a fast-shooting football at NFL Training Camp.

The last time I went to Florida I had a blast!