We travel north through Dixieland, the land of bluegrass and fried chicken. The old colonial style homes and the cool summer breeze instill a sense of timeless serenity. On the West Coast, it’s rare to see a building more than 100 years old; seeing so many here (and several even older) was a perfect metaphor for the subtle differences in culture from the West Coast, where everything tends towards being the newest freshest thing. Here, people place a different value on more traditional aspects of life.
It’s fascinating to see how floating has grown over here, and how awareness is gradually shifting. The majority of float centers exist in densely urban areas – and those seem to be thriving, but there are even a few burgeoning rural float centers as well.
