I left the heating and cooling technicians at my house with my neighbor supervising and decided to spend that afternoon at the Tampa Museum of Art
I started living in Hillsborough County after my parents moved my siblings and I northward from our old home in Fort Myers. It was in a dangerous part of the city and we only lived there so we would be in closer proximity to my grandparents in Fort Lauderdale. When my grandparents sadly passed away, my dad accepted a position at his company in their Tampa office and decided to get us closer to his job. It was nice being in such a geologically diverse area like Tampa is as it peers out into Tampa Bay. One of my earliest memories of the Tampa area was traveling from Fort Myers to the Tampa International Airport. Even though there is a large airport in Fort Myers, some of the flights out of Tampa were so much cheaper back then that we’d save money and spend part of the difference in gas while leaving our cars in overnight parking. Since it’s easier and quicker to get to the Tampa airport by driving through St. Petersburg, we would drive over the Sunshine Skyway bridge. Being on the bridge for the first time as a young child and peering out into the massive expanse that is Tampa Bay was an exciting experience. Once my parents moved us into the Tampa Bay area, we would drive over the Sunshine Skyway bridge on a regular occasion. But the other place in Tampa that caught my eye early on was the Tampa Museum of Art. It had been several decades since last visiting when I killed an afternoon last week waiting on my new heat pump to get installed. I left the heating and cooling technicians at my house with my neighbor supervising and decided to spend that afternoon at the Tampa Museum of Art. Their indoor climate is always cool, but not cold either.