Our annual Halloween trip began with a return to Florida, with a little twist this year: we started in Tampa. Grant was already in the state, doing his usual Fort Lauderdale gallivanting. I joined him later because, as always, I approach Florida with a healthy dose of skepticism.
I landed in Tampa without any issues, and we kicked things off at Union, a restaurant Grant had found because of its Parker House rolls. He’s been obsessed with those things lately, and these did not disappoint.
The reason I wanted to start in Tampa was Busch Gardens. We’d been a few years ago, and I was ready for a return visit. We hadn’t bought front-of-the-line passes, which made us a little nervous, but everything worked out. We rode Iron Gwazi, hit a few haunted houses, caught a few shows, and called it a night. Afterward, we stopped at an unusual food truck pavilion with several Indian food options. It was okay, though the style of food wasn’t quite my favorite.
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