Ever since the storm Hermaine, it seems we’ve been playing Pick Up Sticks all over the property. The weather is good, the dogs aren’t sick, nothing needs fixing (at the moment), therefore, we decided it was time for a little break. Hopped in the ‘new’ Mazda3 iSport and traveled 3 hours south to the ancient city of Saint Augustine. Lunched at an older than me restaurant called Conch House. The food was h.e.a.v.e.n.l.y! Mine was the Conch House Cuban and Hubby had the Frickle Burger, both with homemade Potato Chips and a Kosher Dill. Yum Yum!
I have a long time internet friend (yeah, I know, I have a friend? … *lol*), an elderly friend, who is living on a large sailboat with her daughter and son-in-law. They are currently somewhere down in Mexico, I forget were. I’m going to ask that when they get to our coast to meet us at the Conch House Marina. I think they’d be pleased with the slips, the food, and the surroundings. Just don’t get out and drive anywhere because the traffic is atrocious! Who are all these people and why aren’t they at a job somewhere!
Here’s a few more pics of the day:
Did you notice the posts carved into faces? I want some of those! Our neighbors probably already think I’m weird, might as well go all the way with it. Oh, and on the return trip we also stopped at the Dairy Queen in Folkston to have a ice cream cone. Well, I had to have something to steady my nerves for the rest of the ride home. (That’s my story, and I’m stickin’ to it.) 😉
It was fun and all but I’m glad to be back home to our quiet little neck of the woods. I’m so tired from all the traffic. Florida has lost all it’s appeal for me. Henceforth, I’m officially a Georgian through-and-through. Those sticks I haven’t picked up yet are looking real good right now.