As I said in the last post, you go to Hollywood Beach, Florida, and that lace is full of the French-Canadians down from Quebec. English is a second language.
But go to Panama City Beach here in the Florida Panhandle and it is a different story. There are Canadians here, but of a different sort. These would be the ones from what they call Upper Canada, mostly Ontario, but I have seen one British Columbia tag here at the Driftwood Lodge/Osprey where we are staying.
We ran into a bunch of them the first night at Reggae J's at Pier Point. They, like their F-C brethren were sure having a great time. Of course, with the price of booze in Canada, they must have been thinking we were giving it away.
We talked a lot with one guy from Sault Ste. Marie. It turns out he is 100% First Nation (Indian). We talked some about the War of 1812. Since then, we have run into him another couple times at Reggae J's, then Friday at Hammerhead Fred's for the fish fry and again last night at Dusty's. We must run in the same circles.
Great Folks, Those Canadians. --Brock-Perry
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