Could this be Montana?
How about Williston, Florida?
I know what you are thinking ... THAT is Florida?
Where are the palm trees?
Where are the bikini clad cuties?
Where's the MOUSE?
Where is the condo cluttered shoreline?
Where are the pelicans ... dang it ... there's supposed to pelicans!
Where are the sunburned sock and sandal wearing Eurotourists in speedos?
Good questions all, but you should be asking ...
Where's the Beef?
We are one of the top cattle states you know.
Totally unrelated to this post point of interest:
20 years ago today I walked into my first classroom as a new and totally unprepared teacher.
I was 2 weeks out of the National Park Service with one toddler bouncing around, a huge chocolate lab named Ranger eating both pieces of furniture, a baby on the way, and living in a tiny singlewide trailer stuck in the middle of the woods in the middle of nowhere (PFHQ).
It was a huge scary change from what we knew, but ...
... it was the smartest move we ever made.