Florida Trail Day 36

Florida Trail-Highway underpass tunnel

Day- 36
Date- February 3, 2019
Location- Lake Mary
Elevation- NA
Distance Traveled Today- 8.5 miles
Distance Traveled Total- 385.4 miles
Weather/Temp- Overcast/70s
Injuries- none
Pain level- zero
Spirits/Morale- anxious
Wildlife encounters- lizards, hawks
Days without shower- 0
Days without laundry- 2
Hunger/craving- none
CatFox Status- Ready to hike
Food Eaten – wings, subway, McDonald’s


Another day in suburbia Orlando. Another late start. Another day getting stared at, talked at, and snapped pictures of by the endless pedestrians and drivers-by. I can’t wait to be back in the woods. We really don’t belong here.

Katana is definitely getting restless from all the riding, but there’s not much I can do about it. There’s just too much other traffic and dogs to let her be off or even on leash. We’ll be back in the woods tomorrow though.

We only did another 8 miles before deciding we were going to watch the Superbowl and have one last night indoors.

Nothing eventful to tell about today other than one crazy story from McDonald’s. Firstly, it was very busy and the employees definitely had their hands full. I was waiting for my chicken tendies a little ways back from the counter, leaning on a wall partition.

A heavy set man in his late thirties or early forties with glasses and a beard walked up to the counter and picked up the last two ketchup packets from a small bin. He obviously wanted more, so he stood there, waiting for an employee to notice and assist him. Nobody looked at him or acknowledged him. He held up one of the ketchup packets out in front of him. No one noticed. He began to wave it back and forth with his wrist. No one noticed. He began to wave it back and forth with his entire arm. Still, no one noticed. This went on for about 15 or 20 seconds until… of all the employees, the manager (a man in his 50s) came from the back and noticed him. “Can I get one more ketchup?” the man asked impatiently. “Yes sir!” The manager answered cheerfully. The manager promptly reached under the counter and grabbed a ketchup packet. I watched him. I saw the ketchup in his hand. All the manager had to do was literally turn and hand it to the man. No extra steps or movements needed. They were that close to each other. Well, I don’t know what happened in the interim of the man asking for ketchup and the manager physically grabbing some, but instead of handing it to the man, the manager just walked away to the drive-thru with the ketchup in his hand.

I couldn’t help but laugh to myself because I knew how impatient the man was getting. After ten seconds of the manager holding onto the ketchup and not returning to the man, the man slammed the other two ketchup packets on the counter and stormed off.

He looked me in the eye as he walked past me and I gave him my best “Oh well” face. I thought that would be the end of it. But before I knew it, the man was back with his tray of food and drink – he threw all of it over the counter and onto the floor! Now he had everyone’s attention and was yelling that he wanted his money back. I was about to pull out my phone to record everything, but the manager immediately kowtowed to the man and issued his refund, defusing the situation very quickly and smartly. Probably not what I would have done, but that’s why I’m not the manager of a McDonald’s.

It’s times like those when I’m glad I don’t work some super stressful indoor job. There’s no telling what my mental state would be right now. Could be me throwing food in some restaurant, or making a scene over something that’s really not that important. Some people just can’t live that life, and I’m one of them.

That’s all I got for you today! Tomorrow… it’s back to the woods!

Go to Day 37.

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