I felt very safe at my Port St. Lucie hotel last night. There were at least a dozen of police cars in the parking lot, and believe it or not they weren’t dragging shirtless men from their rooms like you see on Cops. Judging by the many K-9 cars (and the sometimes enthusiastic barking I heard from nearby rooms) I take it some sort of training was going on.
This morning I rode the elevator down with a cop toting a sweet bicycle and we struck up a conversation. He works (or did work) as a school resource officer in the Miami-Dade School System and has family in Southport. In fact his cousin, Sandy Spencer, was just elected mayor of Southport.
The bike made it pretty obvious he wasn’t here with the K-9 units. Actually, he was riding in the 11th annual Tour de Force charity bike ride, an event to raise money for the families of fallen officers. I can’t think of a better state to stage a bike ride than flat Florida, though this ride is over 270 miles long. My heine hurts just thinking about it.
I enjoyed meeting him. Its meeting interesting people that really makes traveling worthwhile.