Ok, it's not going to be a few photos. And I'm not going to edit either, as the day is getting away from me. I know you know what to do.
The following bit is all that got saved from the other post...
Once Erika the storm cleared Culebra as less than a storm, I really stopped thinking about her. But that didn't make her remnants less real. Florida got whomped on rain wise, and while driving the Turtle involved a few moments of 'oh, I wish there was someplace to pull over' it didn't really get bad on the route I took until after I was safely ensconced in a friend's guest room in Savannah, able to get off the wet and stormy roads for a few days.
It looks like the rain is pulling away and soon it will be time to head to the mountains of North Carolina. Making plans is becoming almost a pin the tail on the donkey game. No metaphors please.
|A1A runs out at the St. Johns River Ferry|
|Our first trip on a ferry together! Very excited!|
|It barely lasted 15 minutes. 6 bucks. And I was happy to pay it.|
Yes, there is a lesson.
|One of the first things I saw in Fernandina Beach.|
|This guy sits outside the welcome center, checking his watch.|
Not his cell phone.
|Sometimes I wonder if these signs are really old.|
|I don't know if this is old or not but I like it!|
|Ok, this looks old.|
The place I stayed, Peter Point Park (all jokes allowed and encouraged), wasn't really a park so much as a parking lot. A huge parking lot. People came and went all night, including empty tour busses that would idle there for an hour or so, go away and come back. I have no idea what anyone was doing but there were guesses.
|There were quite a few boardwalks over the dunes. Nice.|
|Part of the beach was drivable. No, I didn't take the Turtle to the Sea.|
|A very busy Ruddy Turnstone. I've not seen one in years.|
|What is that black stuff? I don't know. I don't want to know.|
|The view from my big window|
|When the sea foam was all yellow, my sister Francie convinced us it was|
seagull pee. That castle will never be the same.
|The sun struggled for awhile|
|And eventually came out above the clouds.|
|Another blue highway|
|Cobblestone streets of Savannah (the streetcar isn't used now...too bad)|
|I was looking at the guy. Until working with the photo, I didn't realize|
he was looking at something too
|Those balconies seem smaller with people on them|
|Stone work everywhere|
|This is why they call them cobble STONES. They are seriously bumpy.|
|Maybe being dressed in a mountain lion doesn't make for joy|
|The response when I asked if she smiled|
|Fantasies I've never had|
|The Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil house. It's a museum now,|
too many tourists.
On the other hand...tourism dollars line pockets more than crying hankies.
|River walk sights|
|A local ferry|
|Full house for dinner. The live music was really sad and somewhat|
depressing. Such an odd choice of music
(ex. Eric Clapton's Tears From Heaven)
|Haitian art but no artist to be found|
|Pizza guy making our spinach and artichoke pizza at Whole Foods|
(no comments on Whole Foods, por favor, it was good pizza and a nice guy)
|He said it wasn't ready to toss but would this be good?|
After a few days of incredible hospitality from Joanie, it was time to get back on the road.
|There is never a place to stop when crossing a state line; |
South Carolina came up quick!
|I took this on the fly. If you look closely, I was in Gifford, South Carolina!|
|Can you believe these prices????|
|Looking for work?|
|Dry roads and my first glimpse of mountains|
I go reeeeeaaaaaalllllly slow on these hills.
No doubt I'm being cursed often.
|Speaking of cursing...|
|Finally in Gastonia, NC|
|From WalMart's parking lot|
There are so many things going on with friends and family, so along with the usual 'me me me' please know love and light and healing thoughts are in the heart and in the air.
Have a feel your freedom Friday. Do something - even a tiny little something - fabulous!