Sunday, October 17, 2010
Day 290 - An Eating Tour of St. Augustine
St. Augustine, Florida is a truly amazing city. I've been to St. Augustine a minimum of 3 times a year for the last 10 years. More recently. And you know what? Every time I go there's something new to experience.
This year we did more than our normal day trip. We met up with the cousins (St. Augustine Virgins) and played tour guide. However, the virgin pair ended up teaching the guides about their city. This trip? We ate our way through St. Augustine. It was a first for us. There were so many firsts this trip.
This was the first time we ever met the Coquina Nazi. This guys job was to walk the fort and make sure no one was touching the Coquina. Jim got on his watch and warning list. It were not pretty but it were very funny.
this is Coquina
this is the Coquina Nazi
Today I'm grateful for:
eating my way though St. Augustine. It was worth the extra tonnage.
the successful return of Wilbur. Seeing Tara's joy at his return was awesome.
God. He's put up with me pretty much ignoring him all weekend, my "begging and bargaining" and my sullen mood when no one was looking. Hey, I'm doing my best to be gracious and grateful.
not grabbing the camera back and jumping. Though they really would have been some awesome shots.
making it to the top of the lighthouse. Again. There was a time when I never would have made it.
soar feet. It means I may have worked off ONE of the extra treats.
Nikon Bites. Or Shutterbugs. Or Cannon Fodder. Did you know there was NO camera shop in St. Augustine? I may have to look into rectifying this issue. Those were the names I came up with for my shop. The man don't think I can do it. I may have to do it without his support. That would suck. At least I know where to begin. I need a 5 year plan. When I went off to indulge my love of carbs at the Pretzel Haus I discovered all these freshly painted and cute as a button rental spaces vacant and ready to rent. This discovery on the heals of my discovery that there was NO camera shop in St. Augustine got my brain to itching.
St. Augustine. One of my favorite cities in the U.S. It never gets old.
my man. Even though he "pooh pooh"'d my business idea and said "Good luck with that." AND "what do you know about running a business?" I let him live. But only because I love him and bail money is not in the budget this month.
faith a camera will come my way. My own. That I can name and love and carry with me wherever I go and feed skies and beaches and St. Augustine. Brutus got me started but I just can't go that far backwards. I simply don't like Pinto's. I've been a good girl this year. I hope Santa comes through.
pretty windows dressed up for the night.