You’ve taken Mom to Clearwater Beach. You’ve taken her to Tampa Theatre. You’ve taken her antiquing on Central Avenue and in Lakeland. You’ve shown her the Vinoy and the Don CeSar and Bok Sanctuary. You even took her to the Hurricane and had to drive the rental car back after she drank two rumrunners in half an hour and whoopsied a bit into a napkin. Now, Mom’s coming back to see you for a few days, and you’re starting to freak out. Give your brain (and your guilt over gasoline usage) a break, and take her on a leisurely drive through South St. Pete’s hilly, historic, brick-paved neighborhood. She’ll love the bungalows, the shade and the sense of having stumbled on a secret; you’ll love killing at least 20 minutes of Mom’s visit (a lot longer if you get out and walk).
