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2 Bedrooms Pet Friendly House Rental in Siesta Key, Florida

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LOCATION 📍 Rosewood Pointe Condo, Acacia Estates, Taguig City Ususan, Taguig NEARBY POINTS OF INTERESTS Bonifacio Global City (BGC) • SM Aura Premier • Market! Market! • Venice Grand Canal Mall • McKinley Hill • Vista Mall Taguig • Acacia Estates Town Center • British School Manila • International School Manila • St. Luke’s Medical Center – BGC • De La Salle University BGC Campus • Manila Polo…

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Vacation Condos Panama City Beach FL

Introduction to Panama City Beach, FL

What are Vacation Condos?

Benefits of Choosing Vacation Condos in Panama City Beach

Things to Consider When Booking Vacation Condos

Top Vacation Condos in Panama City Beach

Activities and Attractions Near Vacation Condos

Tips for a Memorable Vacation Experience

Packing Essentials for Your Panama City Beach Vacation

Safety Measures for Vacation Condos

How to Find the Best Deals on Vacation Condos

Conclusion

FAQs about Vacation Condos in Panama City Beach

Vacation Condos Panama City Beach FL

Introduction to Panama City Beach, FL

Panama City Beach, located in the northwest region of Florida, is renowned for its pristine white-sand beaches, crystal-clear waters, and vibrant coastal atmosphere. It’s a popular destination for tourists seeking a relaxing yet exciting beach vacation experience. Vacation Condos Panama City Beach FL.

What are Vacation Condos?

Vacation condos, also known as condominiums, are self-contained living spaces within a larger complex or building. They offer amenities similar to a home, including kitchens, living areas, and bedrooms, providing travelers with a comfortable and convenient accommodation option.

Benefits of Choosing Vacation Condos in Panama City Beach

Spacious Accommodations: Vacation condos often provide more space than traditional hotel rooms, making them ideal for families or groups of friends.

Cost-Effective: They can be more cost-effective, especially for extended stays, as they offer amenities like kitchens where guests can prepare their meals.

Privacy and Flexibility: Condos offer a level of privacy and flexibility that hotels may not, allowing guests to tailor their experience to their preferences.

Things to Consider When Booking Vacation Condos

Location and Proximity to Attractions

Amenities Offered (e.g., Pool, Beach Access)

Reviews and Ratings from Previous Guests

Booking Policies and Cancellation Options

Top Vacation Condos in Panama City Beach

Oceanfront Condos at Emerald Isle Resort

Beachfront Condos at Tidewater Beach Resort

Luxury Condos at Sterling Breeze Resort

Activities and Attractions Near Vacation Condos

Water Sports (e.g., Jet Skiing, Parasailing)

Dolphin Tours and Sunset Cruises

Shopping and Dining at Pier Park

Visiting Gulf World Marine Park

Exploring St. Andrews State Park

Tips for a Memorable Vacation Experience

Plan Activities in Advance

Explore Local Cuisine and Dining Options

Take Advantage of Beachfront Amenities

Stay Sun-Safe with Sunscreen and Hydration

Capture Memories with Photos and Videos

Packing Essentials for Your Panama City Beach Vacation

Beach Attire (Swimsuits, Cover-Ups)

Sun Protection (Sunscreen, Hats, Sunglasses)

Beach Towels and Chairs

Water Bottles and Snacks

Entertainment (Books, Portable Speakers)

Safety Measures for Vacation Condos

Familiarize Yourself with Emergency Exits and Procedures

Secure Valuables in Provided Safes

Follow Pool and Beach Safety Guidelines

Be Mindful of Local Wildlife (e.g., Jellyfish, Sea Turtles)

Keep Emergency Contacts Handy

How to Find the Best Deals on Vacation Condos

Book Early for Seasonal Discounts

Utilize Travel Websites and Apps for Comparisons

Consider Off-Peak Travel Times for Lower Rates

Look for Package Deals with Activities Included

Join Loyalty Programs for Potential Discounts

Conclusion

Vacation condos in Panama City Beach offer a perfect blend of comfort, convenience, and affordability for travelers looking to make the most of their beach getaway. With a wide range of options and activities to choose from, it’s an ideal destination for families, couples, and solo adventurers alike.

FAQs about Vacation Condos in Panama City Beach

Are vacation condos suitable for families with young children?

Yes, many vacation condos offer family-friendly amenities and are located near kid-friendly attractions.

2. Do vacation condos provide daily housekeeping services?

It depends on the specific condo rental, but many offer housekeeping services upon request or at scheduled intervals.

3. Are pets allowed in vacation condos?

Some vacation condos are pet-friendly, but it’s essential to check with the rental property beforehand.

4. Can I host events or parties in vacation condos?

Most vacation condos have policies regarding gatherings and events, so it’s crucial to inquire about their rules and regulations.

5. Is beach access included with vacation condo rentals?

Many vacation condos in Panama City Beach offer direct beach access or are located within walking distance of the beach.

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Oceanfront Condos in Daytona Beach, Florida

The Daytona Beach Oceanfront Condo ensures that your vacation is as indulgent and relaxing as possible. Start your day with an invigorating workout in the fitness room or unwind in the sauna.

[aceyanaheim]

clearly i just need to go to the beach every day

[findhomeaway]

Escape to Paradise: Stunning 3-Bedroom Beachfront Condo Rental in Fort Walton Beach with Breathtaking Ocean Views!

Fort Walton Beach Vacation Rentals By Owner

Looking for a beachfront paradise to escape to? Look no further than this 3-bedroom condo rental in Fort Walton Beach, Florida, offering stunning ocean views and the ultimate beach experience.

As soon as you step inside this beautiful condo, you'll be swept away by the breathtaking views of the crystal-clear blue waters and white sand beach. The spacious living room with floor-to-ceiling windows provides the perfect vantage point to take in the stunning views and soak up the sun.

The condo is tastefully decorated with comfortable furnishings, creating a welcoming and relaxing atmosphere. The fully equipped kitchen has everything you need to whip up delicious meals, and the dining area is perfect for enjoying them with family and friends.

The three bedrooms provide comfortable sleeping arrangements for up to six guests, with two of the bedrooms featuring incredible ocean views. Imagine waking up to the sound of waves crashing on the shore and stepping out onto your private balcony to enjoy a cup of coffee while taking in the beautiful sunrise over the ocean.

But the real highlight of this condo is the beachfront location. With the Gulf of Mexico right at your doorstep, you'll have easy access to miles of pristine white sand beach, perfect for swimming, sunbathing, and beachcombing. The condo also offers amenities like a beachfront pool and hot tub, so you can relax and unwind in style.

Fort Walton Beach is a charming beach town with plenty of restaurants, shops, and activities to keep you entertained. Take a stroll down the boardwalk, go fishing or boating, or explore the local museums and art galleries. And with nearby attractions like Destin and Pensacola, you'll have even more options for fun and adventure.

Whether you're planning a family vacation, a romantic getaway, or a fun-filled trip with friends, this 3-bedroom condo rental in Fort Walton Beach is the perfect beachfront paradise. Book now and start counting down the days until your ultimate beach escape.

Book Condo #177469 directly by the owner at FindHomeAway.Com

[broodybuck]

Title: The Boy Next Door

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Rating: E

Tags: 18+ explicit smut, childhood friends, neighbors, pining, confessions, friends to lovers, first crush

Summary: Growing up, you always had a crush on the boy next door. Now, twelve years later, you might unexpectedly get your chance with Bucky Barnes.

[ao3 link]

Your parents just handed over the house you grew up in. It was that easy, now it's yours.

They want to be those typical, retired parents and move to Florida — boring! And since you've been renting a studio in Brooklyn for the past four years, you jumped at the chance to have a three-bedroom house in upstate New York. It's already paid off and your parents are wealthy enough, they don't need the earnings for their Florida condo.

You've only been back to your childhood home for holidays in the past few years. Everything has stayed the same, your parents were actually one of the few who didn't turn their daughter's bedroom into a home office or gym. They left the pink wallpaper, the twin bed with the floral comforter, and the tower of stuffed animals on the dresser.

When you arrive with your two suitcases and some extra cash in your pocket since you sold all your studio furniture, you stare up at the house. You smile from the warm memories before you glance over at the house next door.

An older boy named James lived there, but he always went by Bucky. Bucky Barnes is the name that lived in your diary for most of your adolescence. He was four years older than you which meant you had an embarrassing crush on him since you were twelve. He was nice, he always teased you when you saw each other, he even acknowledged your existence for the one year you were both in high school together — you as a freshman and him a senior.

That did wonders for your reputation, you became pretty popular even after he graduated. Still, you would've thrown away all the friends and parties for just one night with Bucky if that was a possibility.

You're not sure you ever got over your crush, more just accepted that it was never going to happen and moved on with your life. It was easy once he went away from college and three years later so did you. You never ran into him again even when you were visiting home for the holidays. It seems the Barnes' residence spent their holidays elsewhere as the house was always dark on those occasions.

Currently, it's two in the afternoon and the sun is beating down so strongly, you start to take off your jean jacket. You're sliding your arms out of the sleeves when a familiar voice makes you jump.

"Hey, y/n."

Your arms flap uncoordinatedly, still half in the jacket, pausing in an awkward position as you turn to see your childhood crush standing a few feet away from you. Bucky Barnes, looking sexier than ever.

"Oh, hi,” you splutter.

This man still has the ability to make you blush like a schoolgirl. You do some quick mental math and realize if you’re 27 now then he must be 31. And why do men age so spectacularly? He has somehow managed to become even more attractive in the last twelve years.

"What're you doing here?" you ask as you finally free your arms from the jacket.

"I'm house-sitting," Bucky explains. "What're you doing here?"

"Um, well, the house is sorta mine now."

"Parents gave you the whole thing?"

"Yep, the whole thing," you nod.

"Wow, congrats on the house," Bucky says.

"Thank you," you reply and you both stare at each other in a beat of silence.

"Um actually, since you're around, do you think I could pay you for some manual labor?" you ask suddenly.

"What kind?" Bucky grins fast. It truly takes your breath away, jesus this man should not be allowed to smile.

"I have a dumpster coming tomorrow morning," you explain. "I'm getting rid of my childhood bedroom furniture."

"Yeah, I can help."

"That would be so great, I'll pay you—"

"Don't sweat it. Just treat me to dinner sometime," Bucky shrugs, and your stomach drops. What in the world does he mean by that... like a dinner date?

"Oh, dinner... yeah, okay. You got it," you play it cool and awkward.

He smiles at you, amused.

"Anyway..." you mumble unsure how to retract yourself from this conversation, unsure if you even want to.

"You really grew up, huh?" Bucky says, and he scans you up and down.

"I guess so," you shrug, your face burning. "You too."

"Yeah, guess we haven't seen each other in..."

He appears to be trying to calculate the years but you unabashedly jump in with an exact answer.

"Twelve years."

"Has it been that long?" he asks.

"I... think so," you feign uncertainty.

"So, what time do you need me tomorrow?" he asks.

"Oh, anytime that works for you."

"How about noon?"

"Perfect."

Asking for Bucky's help might've been the worst idea you ever had. When he comes over, he's wearing a cotton-white t-shirt and jeans. His hair is damp and slicked back from a shower. He looks so comfy, it makes you imagine waking up with him. You yearn to know how warm his skin feels fresh from the steam.

You ignore your inappropriate desires and lead him up the stairs to your old room. It's then you realize how many years of your life you desperately wanted to show him your room. Have your crush see these walls, sit on your bed, and make out with you next to your teddy bear.

It's embarrassing but probably every teenage girl wanted the same thing. Unfortunately, the thought slips out of you with a laugh.

"I always wanted to show you my room."

You freeze in the doorway, realizing what you've just said out loud.

"What?" Bucky asks from behind you.

"When I was younger, I meant. I didn't mean... I don't know why I said that, actually."

You turn around and see the look of amused confusion on his face, a small smirk inching from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, fuck it. I had a major crush on you," you confess.

Bucky's eyebrows lift high.

"Yeah?"

"You couldn't tell?"

"I thought you were just awkward with everyone," he shrugs.

"Great, so you thought I was a total loser," you sigh.

"No..." he says quickly but takes a second to elaborate. "If it helps, I didn't think about you that way 'cause you were too young for me."

"Of course, you never thought about me," you brush off, trying not to let your younger self die too much inside.

You step into the room to create any amount of space from this conversation. But you instantly remember the countless hours you spent in here thinking about him. Staring out the window at his family's house hoping the catch a glimpse of him.

"Hey," Bucky says. His hand gently touches your shoulder.

You turn around to meet his eyes which oddly look darker, more intense now.

"I could see myself thinking about you now," he admits low.

You blink, your mouth is suddenly too dry to respond.

"I mean... look at you," he says so fondly that your heart could burst. And he looks you over again, his pupils dilating even more.

Is this really happening, you think.

His right hand hasn't moved from your shoulder. Boldly, you place a hand on his left forearm and you're right, his skin is still warm from the shower.

You breathe in sharply because just touching him, just standing this close for this long is something you were never lucky enough to get back then.

His eyes are still locked with yours and it's honestly so intense you can't look away even as you see him dip his head, lowering slowly to your lips. He waits, an inch from them, to see if this is okay. Of course, it's fucking okay.

You surge the last inch forward and kiss him harder than you anticipate. He stumbles a step back, in consequence grabbing onto your waist, and pushing forward. He walks you back toward the twin bed up against the wall.

When you fall back onto the mattress, it creaks from old age, but you couldn't care less. Because Bucky Barnes, your childhood crush, the extremely attractive neighbor next door, is crawling over you. And it's glorious, it's enough to make you arch up into him and moan.

He lets out a breathy laugh and then kisses you, his knee slides between your legs and presses down. You moan even louder. You're completely shameless, you are, but this is Bucky Barnes. You're not staying quiet for a second of this.

His mouth moves to your ear and he's kissing down your neck while his fingers slip under your shirt, rolling it up.

Your shirt is off and then you're pants are coming off too. You want to get him out of his clothes but his mouth finds the front of your panties and he's teasing you, mouthing at the fabric.

"Please," you whine.

He grins against your underwear and then slides the thin fabric off and sucks his thumb into his mouth.

When he touches you, he's not gentle. He goes right in and rubs your clit roughly but you're so turned on that it's like a jolt of electricity to your body, you leap up from the mattress.

He licks two fingers then and sinks them right inside you. Oh god, it's so easy because you're so wet.

"Fuck," he mutters, realizing this. He stares down, watching his fingers work inside you. Your skin boils endlessly.

He doesn't need to spend much time working you open and he must know that because it's not long before he pulls his fingers out and hurriedly works the button of his jeans open. He pulls open the fly and pushes them down when you sit up to get his shirt. You're not letting this happen without seeing that gorgeous chest again.

You remember so many summer nights when you got a glimpse of Bucky shirtless. Running through the sprinkles or coming home from a neighbor's pool. He was stunning, even back then, but now... oh lord, now he's filled out. He has a firm, thick chest and a set of perfect abs lining his torso. Because of course, he has a six-pack, you always fall for the most unattainable guys.

But somehow you have him, right here, in your very old, tiny twin bed.

You want to lick a long strip from his navel up to his neck but he doesn't give you the chance. Once his clothes are off, he pulls your legs over his waist and pushes inside you so fast you barely have time to prepare. You cling to him with your whole body, legs and arms. And you moan low.

"Oh god, you're so tight," he husks.

You tighten your hold around his neck, he looks up at you and kisses you. You're basically on his lap so start rolling your hips slowly, getting used to how big he feels inside you.

You push him back until he lies down. And then you're riding him. You're riding Bucky Barnes in your childhood bedroom on top of your pink comforter with yellow flowers.

This is your teenage dream come true and that realization plows through you, making you ride him even harder, snapping your hips as fast as you can over his cock. And it's enough that you get a moan out of him, a low gravelly groan that you immediately fawn over.

His fingertips dig into your skin as you keep riding him fast and hard. You know you're nearing the edge, your head falls with a whimper, you grip his shoulders tighter.

"Fuck, y/n. Come for me," he breathes.

And you lose all control the moment you hear that. Fuck, you come so hard.

"Oohhh, fuckkk," you wail and stop moving to let the orgasm crash through you.

Then his hands lift your ass, just enough so he can raise his hips and start fucking into you.

"Jesus," you hiss and scramble to hold onto him again.

He keeps fucking you, gaining speed and making your eyes roll back from the fact that your orgasm can't wane with his cock repeatedly slamming right into you.

He groans, squeezing the flesh on your ass now and you can tell he's close.

He curses under his breath and then he's coming and still fucking you so hard your vision's blurring.

When he finally slows down, he blows out a long breath. He releases his grip on your ass and closes his eyes, basking in the aftermath of his orgasm.

You can feel his cock twitch one last time inside you. You carefully try to pull off him. He winces as you do, still sensitive. You lean down and kiss him, you can't help yourself.

He smiles when you break to let him catch his breath. Okay, he's totally allowed to smile when he's naked in your bed, you decide. You admire the sight for as long as he lets you.

"Well, fuck," he laughs.

"Yeah, fuck," you agree, smiling. "Not sure if I should thank you for your help yet."

He laughs. "I haven't done anything yet."

"Oh, you've done plenty," you tease and plant another kiss on his lips.

He smirks at you and runs his hands up your sides, gentle and light.

"I'll help you move the furniture," he says. "Just give me a few minutes."

"Yeah, I need a few too," you say. "At least this bed is going out with a bang."

And you both laugh. Then you look at him and already remember what he said to you yesterday. You remember almost every word he's ever uttered to you.

"So, about that dinner," you say.

He smiles wide and just kisses you.

[ikindamaybewanthertositonmyface]

Hi. My name is Dahlia, and last month my father sadly passed away. His death hit us all pretty hard. I'd always just assumed he'd be with us at least another 10 to 15 years based off of how long his parents lived... It's hard not having him here for so many reasons, most of them emotional reasons, but also financial. So for some reason, and we never knew this until after he passed, but my Dad did not have a will. So not only is all his money, which isn't much anyway, all tied up in legal knots right now. But also his condo, which is where me and my fiance live, is currently in probate, and could be for up to a year before we're able to get our name on the deed.

The big problem with this is that my father's condo is in a 55+ community, and now with him gone, we're only being given another 2 months to move out of here. And the thing is, we have no where else to go. None of our family, as little as there are, have any room for us, and until we're able to sell my father's condo, we have no money with which to buy a new place. Or to even rent somewhere. Neither of us have jobs at the moment, and despite my fiance trying hard to find one the past few weeks, she has thus far had no luck...

I have pretty bad anxiety, so this all has me panicking quite a bit... Especially considering we are both Trans and live in Florida. Living on the street could very well be a death sentence for us...

So a friend of mine recommended I create this Go Fund Me in the hopes that some of you who read this might be willing to help out. I created one a few years ago to help with some debt I was in and it helped me escape that situation, so I'm hoping all of your kindness might just help us out of this situation as well.

I put the funding goal at 10,000, but hopefully we won't actually need that much, I just felt it was better to be safe then sorry. If you are able to donate, even if it's just like 5 dollars, every little bit helps, and I and my fiance will be eternally grateful to all of you. Thank you for hearing me out.

[rentbyhost]

Indian Shores Beach Rental - Condo Rental in Florida - Rent By Host

[so-i-did-this-thing]

Moving update

I'm grateful to the folks checking in on me and @crowtoed and thought I'd drop a quick update.

We're almost done putting all non-essentials in storage. The many bins are an investment in case we have to do this again. (I have already started researching shipping containers for an overseas move.) I'm going to buy storage unit insurance this week because I have more valuables stowed away than standard homeowners will cover.

My storage unit is almost the same size as the moving truck, which makes it easy to guage if I have to purge/store anything that won't fit. I'm going to hire the biggest trailer from upack.com when it's time to leave. The prices are amazing - less than $4k to move to Connecticut.

The Florida realtor (a condo expert) is viewing my place tomorrow, and with her advice, we'll start on final repairs/refreshes (this place is 23 years old, about when things like windows and tile get rather iffy). My mother graciously gifted me money to cover the majority of the fixes. This move would be a lot harder without her help.

Mom is also letting us stay short-term in her MiL suite a few towns over, so we can sell my condo asap. That means we don't have to worry about timing the purchase of the new house with closing on the old. Plus, I should have a few paychecks rent-free I can sock away / apply towards mutual aid.

We're hoping the condo sells by June or so. Once that happens, I'll use some of the funds towards old debt to nudge my credit rating ever closer to 800 (it's 778 rn, a multi-year project as I used to be in the 400s). Most of the rest of the money will be earmarked for a generous down payment on the new home.

We're still looking in Connecticut and have a realtor there as well. If it's possible, we can afford to fly up a few times to check out houses. The realtor told us our budget for what we want (1500sq ft or larger) is totally doable. The housing market there is weirdly reasonable.

Work is incredibly kind and has said if I need more than 2 weeks to move, I can take whatever time I need. I am fully remote now and blessed to be part of such a progressive company.

We still have some household and personal things to sell, but it's more out of "I no longer like/need this" than an urgent need for money. But thank you to everyone who has offered cash. It means so much to us to have such a strong safety net. If this happened even 5 years ago, we'd have been up shit creek.

Once we close on the new house, we'll drive up asap to move in. This is when we'll know our route and we'll connect with folks along it who have offered to be pitstops for us and the cats. The moving truck will meet us there in 5-7 business days after we leave Orlando.

My HRT Rx also got renewed for 6 months, and with my current stash + a little rationing, I shouldn't have any interruption with my shots, even if pharmacies start refusing me come July.

We're hoping to be all settled in the new home come October, but are dependant on the housing market. But we're stacking as many chips in our favor as we can.

Again, thank you, thank you to everyone who has reached out. I'll update again when something major changes.

[nycnomad]

I was feeling okay about leaving Florida on Friday, but then I woke up and saw these rays swimming close to shore and dolphins leaping in the water farther out. Sometimes it's just magical! I don't feel sad about leaving, just a little wistful.

I have to go to California for work, so we're flying to Napa on Friday for a long weekend and then flying back to NYC after my work events for Thanksgiving. And then, thank god, we're flying back here for most of December.

(It's not GREAT that no one's renting our condos in December since they're supposed to be investment properties first, but they make enough money during the high season in the summer that they pay for themselves even if the winter is slow. At least so far!)

The other night, I needed to return some jeans to Old Navy, so we drove to the little town square area here and returned them in person instead of mailing them back like I usually would. And then we did some shopping in the store, which I NEVER do. And then we went to Olive Garden to pick up a carside order. And it's like, I live right by an Old Navy back in NYC, and I can walk to a million restaurants in my neighborhood. But I don't ever go to that Old Navy, and I love not having to put on real clothes to grab food in the car.

I guess everyday things just seem so fun when they're novel to you!

[careerarm2-blog]

June 16 - Miami

This morning we drove 2 hours into Miami. We decided to go back to SD tomorrow as rain has been forecasted for the next few days. Last weeks parts of Miami flooded, major highways were closed and the airport had delays and cancellations. I hope it dies rain or I’m going to be made.

We are staying in Key Biscayne, which is really low key compared to Miami. It has mostly apartments and condos, I didn’t see any single family homes. I believe some people live here permanently but most are vacation rentals. We rented a one bedroom apartment, which is less than 5 minutes from the beach. It comes with kitchen utensils, stove, refrigerator, etc.

It was shocking to see the huge number of skyscrapers in Miami. To me it looked bigger than NY. Driving downtown is crazy and scary. I would not want to stay in those towers. The tallest building is 85 stories high, a mix of retail, condos and offices. LA doesn’t even rate compared to Miami.

We also drove by the Art Deco Diatrict which I had last seen 30 years ago. Unfortunately we couldn’t find parking. It is not want I remembered. Now it is full of stores and restaurants and the buildings can barely be seen. Very crazy, full of people.

We came back to Key Biscayne and drove to the Bill Baggs Cape Florida State Park. It has an area for fishing, beaches, picnic tables, and a lighthouse. Today being Sunday, it was full of groups of people, barbecuing, fishing, etc. i heard every single Latin American dialect, but very little English.

In Key Biscayne alone I counted 3 Argentine restaurants and one Uruguayan. Talking about prices, we had a poke bowl for lunch for $22. In Cocoa Beach our favorite poke bowl, which was almost twice the size with tuna and shrimp and other goodies was $18. Gas here is $4.66, in other areas 3.25. Definitely expensive here.

We had Argentine empanadas for dinner, but mine are better. We brought home a chocotorta, haven’t tried yet. After dinner we walked to the beach to watch the sunset, but I forgot that we were facing East not West.

[daytonabeachposts]

Condo for Rent Daytona Beach Florida

Experience the ultimate beachfront escape with this upscale 3-bedroom, 2-bathroom condo for rent in Daytona Beach, Florida. Perched on the 18th floor, it offers stunning panoramic views of the ocean. This vacation paradise comfortably sleeps 6 guests, making it perfect for families. Children are warmly welcomed. Situated just one mile north of the iconic Daytona Beach pier and a short 10–15-minute drive from the world-famous Daytona Speedway, you'll enjoy the best of both worlds – a tranquil beachfront retreat and easy access to Daytona's attractions. Don't miss this opportunity to relax, unwind, and create lasting memories on the beautiful shores of Daytona Beach.

[fullyinconsequential]

Okay, everybody relax—I wrote this random crack Steddie fic where Steve was a writer and I wrote this from his point of view and I recently reread it after a long, long time and I was floored so enjoy.

Also it is a present-day set crack fic just to clear up time inconsistencies.

Atlantis.

When I was 10, my parents took me to the Kennedy Space Center Visitor Complex at Cape Canaveral, Florida. I’d been to Disney World a hundred times by then, knew what the air would smell like and how the waves would sound licking the shore right beside the needlessly expensive condo we’d rent in Daytona. I expected roller coasters and cotton candy and to be sick with exhaustion by the end of it, trailing behind my booze-ridden parents, watching other kids get lifted on shoulders, fireman carried, cradled. Sometimes I walked slower than I felt, hoping one of them would have grown so annoyed of begging me to hurry, that they would lift me instead.

They never did.

Instead of a theme park, I got space. Thirty-minute presentations of one spacecraft or another—Apollo 8, Apollo 17, Apollo 11, the Challenger, the Columbia. Tears rolled down my face as we wandered through exhibits of dead astronauts, failures, fuck-ups.

But I cried harder at the successes—the cheers of the control room when Apollo 8 successfully launched, the testimonial of Gene Cernan about being the last man to have touched the moon, and Neil Armstrong himself confiding in the camera, all for a silly visitor center.

I cried the entire day. I hadn’t been able to explain it, and my mother took to believing I was scared of it all. She scolded my father the whole hour it took to get back to Daytona, convinced I had been frightened at the implication of the universe being so vast.

She never failed to misunderstand me.

If there was anything I understood, it was vastness. The echoing hallways of our four-story house, my king-sized bed, the hollow place inside me that burned bigger each time my father left for a business trip, mother in tow. At a certain point, they started forgetting to hire babysitters.

Just me and the house, my own black hole.

It’s hard to comprehend how big a super heavy-lift launch vehicle is until you’re standing beneath it. My legs weren’t long or fast enough to run the length of it. I slowed to a jog half-way, and walked to the tip of the launch escape system. Then I turned around to look for my parents, and they were gone.

I didn’t panic. I knew I would find them at the nearest supply of alcohol—but not just yet. For now it was me and Saturn V, this monstrous thing, it’s vastness like a mirror. One, two, three, four, five impossible structures that might’ve fused into one had it been launched, four that might’ve been abandoned, and one that might’ve returned home. A fraction of what it had been.

My mother always turned up drunk, my father, tired. He would say something of being jet-lagged, and retire. My mother would giggle and invite her friends to the house so she could boast of all her thrilling adventures. Sometimes I wondered if they remembered they had a son at all.

The Kennedy Space Center Visitor Complex has grown in the time since I’ve been there, most notably in their addition of the Atlantis, a spacecraft that traveled in and out of space on nearly 30 round trips. It was the first spacecraft of its kind—reusable. Returnable. Designed with the capacity to come back whole, warm with information, not lacking in love.

I’d like to stand beneath it one day. I’d like to see what I couldn’t when I was ten, to know that these wonderful metal creatures can come back whole.

And that it wasn’t my fault the others could not.

I’m off to cry now, thanks for reading :’)

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