In short: We flew to Orlando and rented a Ford Mustang convertible; drove up the coast past the oldest town in America--St. Augustine, stayed on the beach at an incredible bed and breakfast on Tybee Island--just outside of Savannah--for seven nights. We had complementary wine and cheese every night. We drank a lot. On our last day there we kayaked through the lowlands (a tidal creek at the mouth of Savannah's river as it emptied into the ocean). We saw dolphins up close and navigated the incoming tidal surf. It was....ahhhh.
Laura's parents were able to drive over from Birmingham and stay with us for a few days. We all got our picture taken with the resident timberwolf, Buddy. He was formally wild until he wandered into an Alaska fishing camp one too many times. Craig (one of the guys who runs the B&B) took him home as a pet--check out his eyes.
Now if we could only get to South Africa to see my sister and bro-in-law....
8 comments:
b-nut,
its a toss up whether you in front of the mustang or Laura in the kayak look better. Right on.
Lily says she wants to look into Buddy's eyes and foam him with drool.
Mustangs and wines and cheeses...next time take me with you--then you could add "Circle of Death" to the list.
You were invited...oh well...I know you love wines and foods and restaurants...
Circle of Death?
I think you need to think back to Spring Break '99 to remember Circle of Death.
I think you need to think back to Spring Break '99 to remember Circle of Death.
ahhh...now it's coming back to me. I think that I may have had the memory of it beaten out of me.
In that case, I am sarcastically sorry you couldn't make it, Jason:)
Dood, you know what? I taught Circle of Death to my bro-in-law not too long ago and he loved it!
There is nothing like a Fun Noodle war.
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