We took our girls to St. George Island, Fl. this weekend. We needed a getaway like the Democratic Party needs an electable candidate. Seriously, we felt the need for ocean breezes and sand in our unmentionable spots for weeks. It rained for the first few hours and then we hit the beach and the pool at our hotel. There was certainly a raging redneck wedding party present with the requisite cigarette stained, alcohol fueled display of inappropriate clothing. Seven words come to mind: "Like a can of biscuits busted open". Anyway, the pool and beach were great. The girls picked up every shell on the Gulf Coast and made a few lil' friends. On Saturday, it rained so we went to PC Beach and attended a little slice of 100 gallons of sea life in a 10 gallon tank at Gulf World. The animals were great and it was a great diversion. I so wish I could find a picture of the guy on the Extreme Dive Team whom had obviously enjoyed too much PC fun and outgrown his Speedo. On Sunday, we enjoyed the pool and beach again and happily headed home after changing in the parking lot of the hotel and drying off with extra clothes (check out was at 11, we left at 1). Its a good thing we didn't fly our else we would have had to check approximately 50 pounds of sea shells!!
3 comments:
How fun. We haven't been to the beach yet this summer.
Oh how nice... that was the beach our family used to go to all of the time! I bet it has grown up a lot since we were there. We used to also love Appalachacola (I probably didn't spell that right) and we were such frequent visitors that we just called it Appalach... we were hardcore St. Georgers!
What a great getaway! Back in the day, rednecks didn't even know about St. George. Now, what to do with all the shells!
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