I used to go every January. I've whined about how wrong it is that I never get down there anymore. No more whining. My friend Ruby and I are stuffing both our kayaks in the back of my van and going to Flamingo. We'll be there for the new year. And yes, I've been upfront with her about the mosquitoes and cold showers. She is not deterred. Especially once I mentioned the kayak trip on Florida Bay to see the mangroves where roseate spoonbills roost.
The campsites don't have electricity so my writing goal is to have plenty of pages done on the current project. I'll print them out for fussing with. And, I'm thinking, being without computer means I should be in the writing moment more, fill yellow pages with what is around me, and maybe an essay or short story will emerge.