Lots of Floridians retire up north...sell now overpriced land here and buy 20-200 acres in Tennessee, Kentucky, or Georgia....not bad.
Interesting. Floriduh Man retiring North. Damn-Yankees heading to the Land of Swamps and Skeeters, to await their own final destinies.
...and, as noted moar and moar often, regretting it. Summers can be fearful - witness Eww Toober Michael Bordenaro, former realtor, who moved to Florida as a young man starting out. Now, fifteen years later, he's ambiguous about it - land-prices have exploded, and with it, tax liabilities. And the hot-hot summers.
Know what this smells like? Like a century ago. When the Summer Season, for the upper castes, was to pile into a railway train, and go north in summer. To various parts of New York or Vermont or Maine. To the Rockies, if you had even moar money.
For almost 70 years, we've been able to just turn the thermostat up, stay in, afternoons, and forget the heat. Until we got Global Warmers with their WEF-amplified histronics.
We're going back - except that railroad passenger trains are now run by da gubbermint, with all the service-compromises expected. Cars are now designed by gubbermint regulators, and are less reliable than kids' 1960s go-carts. Airlines demand government papers (Real-ID) and, soon, rationing of airline usage.
Anyway, the pilots all got gubbermint injections, and are dying at speeds that have gubbermint doctors "baffled." And DEI ATC professionals are finding "unprecedented situations" around busy ports.
Maybe Jim Kunstler and Dave Collum are right - when we start reverting, we won't stop at 1800s-levels of technologies. We'll go right to Jamestown-Colony lifestyles.