St. Augustine & Friends - Day 14 - January 29, 2017

I was up early again today and got completely caught up with the blog with the help of several cups of coffee.  I had the company of a chatty cat while I wrote, and soon people started waking up and moving around and more coffee began to flow.  Marie made the most fantastic breakfast complete with strawberry shortcake. After breakfast we chatted for a while until it was time for Carol and I to

Arriving in St Augustine

get back on the road so we packed everything back into the little Subaru and headed north with St Augustine in our sights to meet up with the folks we sailed across the Atlantic with. (LINK to photos here) We found parking right across from the marina at a hotel and it seemed that it must have been the last parking spot in the city. We skipped across the street to the marina and Jean and Darryl stepped out of the marina building as if on queue.

Folding

They had been doing their laundry so we joined in and helped fold sheets and things. Then, off in search of a sandwich and beer and a place to chat. Sunday in St Augustine means that every tourist in a thousand mile radius has arrived. The streets were packed with people and the first couple of places we checked out had long lines but we found a little pub that was just a perfect lace to sit and

Ed, Carol Jean and Darryl

chat. We sure wished we had more time with Jean and Darryl as we see them so infrequently and there seems to be just so much to discuss, from cruising adventures to technology and just life itself. These guys are in inspiration for their drive, life courage and ability to get things done and all the while living life's adventure to the fullest. Walking back to the car we continued the conversation and even

We passed the old fort as we left

once we reached the car it seemed as though no one wanted to say good bye, but we did and we were saddened to leave. It was such a short visit. We made our way back to Rt 95 north and tried to get as far north

In the fruit stand

as we could for the evening. but before we left the state we stopped at a fruit stand just because that is what you do when you are a tourist in Florida.In an hour or so we were crossing the border into Georgia and we stopped at the Georgia Welcome Center, where we sat with phones, found a place to stay just outside of Savannah and made reservations. Technology never ceases to amaze me.

Entering Georgia