December 27, 2018
Soooooo...the thing is...I love cemeteries. And I've really wanted to visit a New Orleans cemetery for a long time. We didn't get to catch one while it was open, so we stopped by Saint Louis Cemetery #2 on our way out of town early Thursday morning and I'd get to see through the gates. I've never felt such negative energy in a cemetery before, but it was thick and gripped me right in the heart. I even deleted the pictures from my phone because that negative energy returned when I looked back at them. I can't say if that's true for all New Orleans cemeteries or if it was just that one or just that morning.
But I did love the colors of these leaves with the siding behind it. Beautiful pairing!
And this tree that looks fuzzy.
Driving east on I-10 across Lake Pontchartrain.
Into Mississippi.
Mobile, Alabama
Battleship behind the flags.
Welcome to Florida! We had rain on and off during this drive.
So. I've got this book my sister-in-law Tabitha let me borrow--Reader's Digest The Most Scenic Drives in America: 120 Spectacular Road Trips. It's been a great help in all my road tripping and fun to see beautiful landscapes and seascapes that'd otherwise be missed by speeding by on interstates. I had this plan to take the Apalachee Savannahs Scenic Byway on the hump of the Florida panhandle...buuuuuut...even though I put this ROAD TRIP book right on the pile of bags to pack for our road trip, somebody decided that it didn't belong there and put it away instead of packing it. PRO TIP: always, always, ALWAYS pack your own stuff. So I didn't have the road trip plan. Didn't have the start and end points with "stop here" suggestions. The scenic drive starts in Panama City, goes around the curve, has you exit around Newport to go north to Tallahassee. Well, I couldn't remember where to start, so I had us start in Pensacola, which is a good 100 miles and 3 hours too soon. It is a paaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiinfully slow drive down there. Generally around 35 mile speed limits, through town after town after town filled with all the extra winter people. I think we gave up shortly after Miramar Beach and headed north to I-10. So what did we learn from this? PACK YOUR OWN STUFF! Do not assume your husband or eight-year-old son will know that a road trip book is intended for packing just because it is placed in the pack pile for a road trip. So here are a few pictures of the wrong-place-but-still-coastal drive.
We kept seeing signs that boasted of turquoise water...but the day was overcast.
White sands approaching Destin.
Back inland a bit.
Hurricane Michael really beat the tar out of the panhandle in October 2018. We had thought to check out the Florida Caverns Sate Park near Marianna, but it was closed due to hurricane damage.
We stopped at Fred George Greenway and Park in northwest Tallahassee for a much needed physical activity break. The Harry Potter fans in us may have squealed just a little.
Parents walked while the kids played.
{Katie, Samson, Dancy, Tommy, Thora}
I was super grumpy and pissy all of a sudden this day, so bare feet on the dash and Nutella helped me get through it.
This is me trying not to have Resting Bitch Face. Or Bitch Face.
After we made it to our hotel, which was awful, we put the kids to bed and then went to the beach to calm down. Okay, I may have been the only one needing to calm down. And we found ice cream.
Watch the wave come in!
The end.
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