So early! Still in so much pain!
We tried saying good-bye to my parents but they were asleep. All we accomplished was waking up Mindy.
We got out of the condo complex by 7:30AM. We still hit some traffic in Orlando, but not much. Once we got free of the morning commute, we sought out a Steak ‘n Shake. Our breakfast was filling and wonderful. We moved on. At 11ish, we hit St. Augustine. First, we went to the Spanish Fort. The talk that was given by the park ranger was amazing. I learned so much about wool! Afterwards, we went to the old town (again, wonderful) to get some bread and “fresh-squeezed” orange juice before we left Florida.
Barb & Ranger Jeff
Georgia was a blur. We only stopped to get gas. South Carolina seemed welcoming, though their drivers were absolute maniacs. They were routinely exceeding the speed limit by 25MPH. The Florida drivers were super selfish and aggressive, but at least they were closer to the speed limit. I’m beginning to see that each region has different driving rules. I set the cruise control at 79MPH today… ticking off many people who wanted to go much faster in mostly 60MPH speed zones.
Our hotel was unimpressive.
We decided to go out to eat then (pre)tour the old downtown by car. Our Garmin (Greta) had different ideas. Her route to the restaurant took us across a bridge, then back across the same bridge because it didn’t know about the road that went under the bridge. We would have gone five miles to go to a restaurant one mile away. Alas, I didn’t know what she was doing until I got on the bridge entrance, and then it was too late. Since we found ourselves on the wrong side of the bridge, we toured the old downtown. Back across the bridge, Greta took us to the wrong restaurant. What she (and we) didn’t know was that there were two restaurants with the same address on the same street separated by four miles. I don’t know how this is possible, but I guess it is. The authentic Southern Cooking we experienced at Paige’s Okra Grill was pretty darn good, but I can see why so many Southerners are absolutely fat. We especially liked the fried green tomatoes and the okra salad.
We drove a mile back to our hotel. The kids went swimming and Barb and I rested. That eight hour drive put a big kink in my back.