<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717</id><updated>2009-10-13T12:33:48.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>downthecoast</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-4629548044603111238</id><published>2007-09-26T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:42:12.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Georgia on my mind.............."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvseqznmBFI/AAAAAAAAAME/HvRvumLh9oY/s1600-h/DSCN1405-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvseqznmBFI/AAAAAAAAAME/HvRvumLh9oY/s320/DSCN1405-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114715522568946770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvsefTnmBEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/w2iWViHKxVQ/s1600-h/DSCN2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvsefTnmBEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/w2iWViHKxVQ/s320/DSCN2036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114715325000451138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvseUjnmBDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7KJYXSjiiFo/s1600-h/DSCN2060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvseUjnmBDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7KJYXSjiiFo/s320/DSCN2060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114715140316857394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvseFjnmBCI/AAAAAAAAALs/8rPiA7vxn9Q/s1600-h/DSCN1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvseFjnmBCI/AAAAAAAAALs/8rPiA7vxn9Q/s320/DSCN1420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114714882618819618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvsdwTnmBBI/AAAAAAAAALk/6oW1WWQtY2E/s1600-h/DSCN2162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvsdwTnmBBI/AAAAAAAAALk/6oW1WWQtY2E/s320/DSCN2162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114714517546599442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out in fog....and, it seemed fitting for a visit to the "Little Whitehouse".  This was the cottage retreat beloved by FDR in his untiring efforts to deal with the effects of polio which had crippled his legs.  He began visiting Warm Springs in 1924....and, died there in 1945.  His circle of confidantes had helped him hide the ravages of his disease whenever he appeared in public....but here, he could enjoy the warm waters and take the physical therapy.  He was an engaging person and enjoyed the familiarity with the locals.  One outcome that was his intense interest in getting affordable electricity to rural communities and  farm lands. This he accomplished as well as restoring America's belief in America, and, bringing the working country back to hope and life.  The Great Depression had taken its toll.  His vision and creative problem-solving were "just right" for the times.  The ordinary folks loved him....and, I believe he loved them too.  He did not live to see the War end...but he was very much a part of the victory.  A much-respected world leader.  (Can't say the same for our current President.)  They lived simply and modestly. More so than one would expect of a sitting President and a man of personal wealth.He loved to drive through the countryside and designed and apparatus that let him control the car with his hands and arms.  Quite a remarkable man!  Isn't it interesting that we are watching "The War" at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fog lifted and the mood did too.  We spent the rest of the day at Callaway Gardens.  What an amazing place!  I have no idea how many acres are part of this property.  There is  a maze of forests, lakes, roads, facilities, hiking and biking trails.  It goes on and on FOREVER.  You begin at the Discovery Building with an orientation film explaining the philosophy of the Callaway family.  They made big money in textiles, but had enormous respect and commitment to the preservation and pleasures of nature.  Through the years, much has been created to frame what God and nature provide.  It is a dynamic learning center for people of all ages and abilities.  We went to a wonderful outdoor demonstration of the "Birds of Prey".  The naturalist was gifted....both with the birds and with her ability to teach us about their unique behaviors.  They are wonderous and also dangerous by nature.  She worked with a red-tailed hawk, a horned owl (they really don't have horns), and, an American bald head eagle.  It was breath-taking to have them swoop literally inches above YOUR  head!  Our next stop was the extensive Sibley Horticulture Building which is a conservatory arranged by "climate" as well as outdoors.  I had figured September would be a big yawn.....was I ever wrong!  We took SO MANY photos that it is embarassing.  Many things were in bloom, others had exotic foliage.  There were great topiaries and water features.  The resident Koi had a feeding frenzy when Tom tossed in a bit of their feed.  From my "Green Scene" days, I can identify quite a few warm climate plants....but, it boggled my mind. Next we decided to do the "scenic drive".  WOW!  This is no 15-20 minute buzz.  It takes a long time and the undeveloped lands are just as lovely as the formally designed gardens.  We then went to the Day Butterfly Pavillion.  First we saw some coming out of their crysallis, and, then we went into the enclosed garden.  So many colors, so many sizes....they were EVERYWHERE.  In fact, you had to be careful not to step on one.  It was very whimsical.  One guy had a butterfly land on his shirt when he came into the garden. It stayed on him all of the time that he was there.  Unfortunately, his little girl didn't like it.  Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we literally closed the place...and then went to dinner.  Tired and very pleased with a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-4629548044603111238?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4629548044603111238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=4629548044603111238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/4629548044603111238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/4629548044603111238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/georgia-on-my-mind.html' title='&quot;Georgia on my mind..............&quot;'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvseqznmBFI/AAAAAAAAAME/HvRvumLh9oY/s72-c/DSCN1405-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-1747232774118155300</id><published>2007-09-25T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:06:48.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"On the road"............again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvnMJznmBAI/AAAAAAAAALc/6hFmKsFUAec/s1600-h/DSCN1387-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvnMJznmBAI/AAAAAAAAALc/6hFmKsFUAec/s320/DSCN1387-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114343320703075330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvnL_jnmA_I/AAAAAAAAALU/f-UltzVc-3w/s1600-h/DSCN1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvnL_jnmA_I/AAAAAAAAALU/f-UltzVc-3w/s320/DSCN1997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114343144609416178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvnLzznmA-I/AAAAAAAAALM/Kx8f2wB_QRE/s1600-h/DSCN1397-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvnLzznmA-I/AAAAAAAAALM/Kx8f2wB_QRE/s320/DSCN1397-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114342942745953250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvnLpTnmA9I/AAAAAAAAALE/2xN1N_krVuc/s1600-h/DSCN2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvnLpTnmA9I/AAAAAAAAALE/2xN1N_krVuc/s320/DSCN2015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114342762357326802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!  This "pack-unpack, sleep here-sleep there" is getting a bit monotonous.  We have seen SO MUCH and learned SO MUCH!  Things are beginning to wind down....probably home on Friday.  We left Montgomery, but snapped a few pix on the way out of town.  Together we are approaching 1000 shots.  There will be some big time editing in the home stretch.  I look forward to doing a scrapbook....but it takes a LOT of time.  I kid Tom and tell him that this is how we will travel in our rocking chairs.  It may be more truth than humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed East sans Interstate efficiency.  It is a shame to travel by car and not SEE the countryside....even if it is trees and fields and houses from humble to extraordinary.  We went to Tuskegee.  I knew of the University but did not know that there was a town.  Duh.  It is a large, lovely, modern campus of brick buildings.  We were in search of the Carver Museum.  It delivered big time.  Two films....one on the life of George Washington Carver, and, one on Booker T. Washington.  Both were born into slavery and overcame incredible odds to become learned and respected men.  George Washington Carver really had no middle name.  He ALWAYS signed "George W. Carver" (Carver being the name of the man who had owned him).  In adulthood, someone pressed for a name to fill out the "W".  He just randomly selected "Washington".... and never used it again.  He was very smart and insatiably curious.  He was first trained as an artist, then in agriculture.  His curiosity pulled him into endless discovery and study of plant life....particularly peanuts and sweet potatoes.  He lived until 1943 and never married.  Booker T. Washington recruited him to HIS faculty at Tuskegee Institute.  Carver was  a valuable and distinguished addition to the young college.  Booker T. Washington was a founder and administrator.  He tirelessly connected to wealthy sponsors in the North, securing funds to create the campus.  He had a deep conviction that the way to help "his people" was NOT to encourage abstract scholarly pursuits, BUT to roll up your sleeves and learn how to construct buildings and run businesses.  The STUDENTS built the Tuskegee Institute facilities....LITERALLY.  He did marry and have a family.  Booker T. Washington died in the 1920's having had both an academic and political life.  They were two very remarkable men whose paths crossed here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we were in Georgia...and, a one hour advance in the clock!  Back to Eastern Time.  Have you seen "West Point-Stevens" on linens?  Well, there IS a West Point.... in Georgia.  It sits near a dam site where there is an enormous textile mill.  There is an "outlet" at the factory, so we stopped there for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not too far from West Point to Warm Springs, a charming little town in the mountains (although not THAT high).  The entrance to the world-famous Callaway Gardens is just outside of town.  (We will go there tomorrow.)  In-town is the Franklin D. Roosevelt "Little Whitehouse" and museum.  We planned to go there today, but (with the advance of the clock) we were too late.  'Plan to include that tomorrow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying at the local Best Western and it is quite nice.  Finally got to post yesterday's blog.  Cell phone service stinks, but earlier I talked to Carol who was having problems with her flight out of New Mexico.  'Hope she made it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-1747232774118155300?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/1747232774118155300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=1747232774118155300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1747232774118155300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1747232774118155300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-roadagain.html' title='&quot;On the road&quot;............again!'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvnMJznmBAI/AAAAAAAAALc/6hFmKsFUAec/s72-c/DSCN1387-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-7615125796724707099</id><published>2007-09-25T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:31:26.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to know ole Alabamy..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvmMKDnmA8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/d3Cc1Xq_qdU/s1600-h/DSCN1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvmMKDnmA8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/d3Cc1Xq_qdU/s320/DSCN1962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114272956253864898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvmMATnmA7I/AAAAAAAAAK0/1rFNzyP1-Nc/s1600-h/DSCN1379-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvmMATnmA7I/AAAAAAAAAK0/1rFNzyP1-Nc/s320/DSCN1379-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114272788750140338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvmLsDnmA6I/AAAAAAAAAKs/MokyIPtaPnc/s1600-h/DSCN1376-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvmLsDnmA6I/AAAAAAAAAKs/MokyIPtaPnc/s320/DSCN1376-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114272440857789346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvmLaTnmA5I/AAAAAAAAAKk/ch7AF-9W_OQ/s1600-h/DSCN1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvmLaTnmA5I/AAAAAAAAAKk/ch7AF-9W_OQ/s320/DSCN1990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114272135915111314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank GAod for Panera!  It always seems to be there for us....and we needed a better wifi setup to do the blog.  Who knows why we are having all of these connection problems?? (but Tom is certain that he needs a new laptop.)  Anyway, we took care of things and I talked to Jen who will sleep at Fearrington tonight so that she and the children can fly out early-early to Canada.  It is Jamie's wedding weekend and Ken will join them on Friday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to visit "Ole Alabama Town".  There is a four-block area of the city that has been restored to the lifestyle of early America in Alabama.  One block is focused on "Living" and another on "Working".  We made it through "Living" before surrendering to the heat and humidity.  There was a good orientation film and a guided tour.  We started at the Lucas Tavern.  It originally was a "trotter house"....four rooms...two on each side of an open breezeway (so that the dogs aka "trotters" could run through.  Today the opening is closed in and it makes a large center hall.  Lucas Tavern was built before 1818 and today is the oldest standing building in the county.  By contrast to the "trotter", there are "shotgun" houses like the ones we have seen in Louisiana.  These have two rooms....one is directly behind the other.  There is an open space/hall from the front door to the back...so, you could fire a gun through the house from one end to the other.  We went next door to the Ordeman House.  A two (actually 3) story Italianate house built for himself by an architect in 1852/53.  Unfortunately he fell on hard times and never lived there...it was foreclosed.  There were some new features.....i.e. ground level formal and family dining rooms (cooler), closets (unusual because they were classified as "rooms" and that was used as a tax basis), a deep well (cool enough for rustic refrigeration), and, the first indoor "necessary" in the city.  DON'T read that as INDOOR PLUMBING!  There was a cluster of outbuildings....kitchens, slave quarters, the "necessary", and, laundry as well as stables and a carriage house.  The first family that lived there had a plantation in the country.  They found the "town house" to be helpful for entertaining and vacationing.  We "learned" all that we could absorb.  Docents are very detailed (aka long-winded).  It was a relief to hop on the trolley that goes around the city to let you see the many attractions.  It is FREE from 11-2 (the lunch time), and, an exorbitant $.50 at other times.  You can get on/off just about anywhere and there  is a narration during the "paying" times.  We got off at the State Capital Building.   It sits on a hill surrounded by beautiful white marble/granite state government buildings.  We learned that Alabama was first a territory and became a member of the Union in 1819.  Montgomery became the capital in 1846.  The founding father, Andrew Dexter, had the foresight to set aside land for a statehouse "someday".  It was known (and still is) as "Goat Hill"...for its occupants at that time.  The current building was erected in 1850/51.  The seceding states organized the Confederate States of America here in 1861.  It is classical in design and later additions are a perfect blend in architecture.  The stained glass dome is more than 3 stories above the rotunda and "framed" by large, beautiful murals depicting the state's history.  The chambers formerly used by the state House, Senate, and, Supreme Court are all refurbished and impressive.  There is a marker on the exact spot where Jefferson Davis was inaugurated.  At one end of the grounds is a massive monument to the Confederacy.  (You did know that "we" are one Yankee and one Rebel?!)  Nearby are other important attractions  i.e. first Whitehouse of the Confederacy (later moved to Richmond, VA), and the church pastored by Dr. Martin Luther King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this was very draining....and, the heat and humidity finished us off.  We folded and took the trolley back to where we had parked in Old Alabama Town.  We know there is much more to see........but..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poked around in the shoppes...visited a Pecan Store (sampled and bought).  The chocolae covered pecans just dripped in the heat of the car.  We found a Fresh Market and gathered "supper" (with wine!) and headed for the comfort of air conditioning and a pick up supper in comfort.  Tomorrow we will be on our way again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-7615125796724707099?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/7615125796724707099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=7615125796724707099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/7615125796724707099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/7615125796724707099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/getting-to-know-ole-alabamy.html' title='Getting to know ole Alabamy..........'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvmMKDnmA8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/d3Cc1Xq_qdU/s72-c/DSCN1962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-2238710322480832987</id><published>2007-09-24T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:31:18.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Montgomery, AL.....a city with many faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvfmOTnmA4I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Z7V756FKvCs/s1600-h/DSCN1918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvfmOTnmA4I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Z7V756FKvCs/s320/DSCN1918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113809035361387394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvfmBTnmA3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/5ZA-6LQkp_c/s1600-h/DSCN1930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvfmBTnmA3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/5ZA-6LQkp_c/s320/DSCN1930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113808812023087986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvflxDnmA2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/4ZkkZPZXNoE/s1600-h/DSCN1934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvflxDnmA2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/4ZkkZPZXNoE/s320/DSCN1934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113808532850213730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvfljDnmA1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/fT395emdFlM/s1600-h/DSCN1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvfljDnmA1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/fT395emdFlM/s320/DSCN1939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113808292332045138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvflTznmA0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7j6t1BXUB90/s1600-h/DSCN1951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvflTznmA0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7j6t1BXUB90/s320/DSCN1951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113808030339040066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning.  We have been "on the road" for 3 weeks.....getting a little antsy for "home".  In this part of the country, Sunday morning revolves around church.... and nothing else opens or moves.  In fact, many public attractions do not open at all (and I think that the rest all close on Monday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Birmingham under grey, drizzly skies and hit Interstate 65 enroute to Montgomery.  South of Birmingham is an interesting place called "The American Village" which is outside the village of Montevallo.  We knew (from the AAA book) that it was closed.....but being a bit crazy, we went anyway.  Well!  Somebody forgot to close the gate, so we drove in and took lots of pictures.  No costumed guides (and no tourists).  They have an exact replica of the Liberty Bell and many full-sized buildings including a church.  It is fully landscaped and meant to reflect American villages of the 19th and 20th centuries.  This worked out okay for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't dilly-dally, it would take about 1 1/2 hours to drive from Birmingham to Montgomery.  We took longer.  Our first stop in Montgomery was the Visitor Center which is located in a beautifuly old railroad station.  Some of the stained glass windows and the intricately inlaid floor, date back to the original construction in 1898.  The woman there was very helpful and she gave us good maps too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed first to the Oakwood Cemetery to visit the Hank Williams Memorial.  (I told you that Tom is "a good ole boy".)  He has been immortalized in Montgomery and is much loved here. Dying at the age of 29 (in January 1953), he left a huge musical legacy and many a tale of his shenanigans.  He and his wife are buried at the Memorial and there is a life-size bronze statue of him outside the Civic Center where 28,000 mourners marked his passing. There is a museum documenting his musical history and including the actual blue Cadillac in which he died (heart attack in the back seat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other "attraction" open today was a fledgling museum honoring F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald.  Both were popular authors in the 1920's and 30's ("Great Gatsby", etc.).  He produced more novels and she was also an artist of some acclaim.  They produced one daughter named "Scotty".  They had lived life on the fast-track in the Jazz Age.  Extravagance, alcoholism, and mental illness.... all contributed to their decline.  They lived in many places but this place was their home for less than a year 1932/33.  Sometimes, greatness walks a tightrope with personal disaster in the abyss on all sides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needed to find Maxwell Air Force Base and our new "home...for a couple of days".  Accommodations look like barracks from the outside, but we have a cozy studio apartment .....for a ridiculously low cost.  We ventured out for dinner (which was harder to do than we had expected).  Near the end of dinner.....the skies opened up and the deluge fell!  What a mess.  We were glad to come "home" and watch Ken Burns' "The War" on television.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-2238710322480832987?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/2238710322480832987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=2238710322480832987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/2238710322480832987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/2238710322480832987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/montgomery-ala-city-with-many-faces.html' title='Montgomery, AL.....a city with many faces'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvfmOTnmA4I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Z7V756FKvCs/s72-c/DSCN1918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-9106946808208804643</id><published>2007-09-22T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T18:37:05.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sweet Home Alabama"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXC3TnmAzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZLCmWrlDdDA/s1600-h/DSCN1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXC3TnmAzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZLCmWrlDdDA/s320/DSCN1330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113207207364002610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXCpznmAyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Ay7uVV8ORfk/s1600-h/DSCN1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXCpznmAyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Ay7uVV8ORfk/s320/DSCN1882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113206975435768610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXCejnmAxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_n8nkch-CBg/s1600-h/DSCN1900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXCejnmAxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_n8nkch-CBg/s320/DSCN1900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113206782162240274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXCUznmAwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FT5FKVF-TCE/s1600-h/DSCN1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXCUznmAwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FT5FKVF-TCE/s320/DSCN1902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113206614658515714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXCJTnmAvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/zABG0huhjZc/s1600-h/DSCN1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXCJTnmAvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/zABG0huhjZc/s320/DSCN1339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113206417090020082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving Meridian, we wanted to visit the "Jimmie Rogers Memorial and Museum".  This was his home town.  You know, Tom will always be a country boy at heart, and, Jimmie Rogers is considered to be "the father of country music".  It is a small, modest museum located in a lovely city park.  It was obviously created with love and care by his friends and fans.  He was a real "down home" kind of guy....had been a railroad brakeman (as had my grandfather).  "His" railroad engine and one car stood outside the building (in the rain).  The day really wasn't nice enough to enjoy the park although the resident ducks were elated!  We did a quick peek at the Dentzel carousel which was built in 1896, and today is the oldest existing two-row, stationary menagerie carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no time, we crossed into Alabama.  We had addressed a dilemma....we had no reservation for tonight (as we had expected to be in New Orleans for 2-3 nights)....so where would we hang our hats tonight???  Why not go to Birmingham?  Yeah.  Why not?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, we went through Tuscaloosa.  Our plan was to visit  the "Bear" Bryant museum at the University of Alabama.  HOWEVER, today is Saturday and there is a HOME game!  No way are we taking on that mess of traffic-crazy folks!  It is obvious.... they take their football seriously.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On up the road to Birmingham......  We visited the Civil Rights Institute.  They have done an incredible job of exhibiting the shameful history of racism in our country....from its beginning to the present.  We learned a lot and were moved by the whole issue and particularly by the happenings in Alabama.  About a year and a half ago we visited a similar museum in Memphis, Tennessee.  They are both well done.  Maybe it is because I never lived with racial tensions....but I just don't "get" the hatred and deliberate injustice.  A dog is treated more humanely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also visited "The Vulcan"!  Overlooking the city from atop Red Mountain, is the huge iron statue known as the Vulcan.  It is a tribute to the Roman god of fire and inventor of metalwork.  At 56 feet and 60 ton....it honors the city's iron industry.  Quite a sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward to check in, edit pix, blog-blog-blog, and, eat at "The Full Moon BBQ".  Did the Crimson Tide defeat the Georgia Bulldogs??????!  We heard that State, Carolina, and Duke all lost their games today.  Not a great season for the homefolk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-9106946808208804643?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/9106946808208804643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=9106946808208804643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/9106946808208804643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/9106946808208804643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/sweet-home-alabama.html' title='&quot;Sweet Home Alabama&quot;'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvXC3TnmAzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZLCmWrlDdDA/s72-c/DSCN1330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-1336231941197827220</id><published>2007-09-22T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T18:08:53.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Laissez les bons temp rouler"........almost!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvW8WDnmAuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ukxjMyDvzrc/s1600-h/DSCN1864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvW8WDnmAuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ukxjMyDvzrc/s320/DSCN1864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113200039063585506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvW8IznmAtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9kZoWdLRAJM/s1600-h/DSCN1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvW8IznmAtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9kZoWdLRAJM/s320/DSCN1879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113199811430318802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wake-up/weather-check was totally indecisive.  This "system" remains elusively undefined.  Well.....we ARE on a Road Trip, and, we are GOING TO NEW ORLEANS!  The trip over was essentially uneventful....however, our progress on highway 90 was abruptly halted near Biloxi, Mississippi.....the bridge was GONE!  Is this post-Katrina, or, progress.....we don't know.  We did see telltale signs of unfinished Katrina cleanup.  It is pitiful.  We went over to Interstate 10 and made our way (somehow!) to the Navy Lodge in New Orleans.  Lots of evidence of unaddressed destruction ....and, now it is 2+years after Katrina.  Our value system seems to be in total dysfunction.  So....we got there, BUT when Tom went to check in, the news was not good.  Pre-storm evacuations had begun.  IF the storm came, the base would be flooded...and, probably lose power.  IF they lost power, the base would be closed (as in...NOBODY IN/ NOBODY OUT)...and, there is NO food service on this base.  We talked it over and canceled our reservation then went off to eat the BEST muffaletta I have ever tasted!  We made plans to get-the-hell out of "Dodge".  Although it was very arbitrary, we decided on Meridian, Mississippi which was a couple of hundred miles away.  It made a lot of "wheel" time, but we got there by suppertime.  Very few photos today, a little rain, and just to tired to do a blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ooops!  forgot to share the photo of Oakleigh in the last blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-1336231941197827220?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/1336231941197827220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=1336231941197827220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1336231941197827220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1336231941197827220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/laissez-les-bons-temp-rouleralmost.html' title='&quot;Laissez les bons temp rouler&quot;........almost!'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvW8WDnmAuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ukxjMyDvzrc/s72-c/DSCN1864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-2099931718761249523</id><published>2007-09-20T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T16:35:32.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Storm Clouds Here........Yet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvMDpjnmAsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5AkzY5KZaf8/s1600-h/DSCN1854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvMDpjnmAsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5AkzY5KZaf8/s320/DSCN1854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112434014466474690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvMDgznmArI/AAAAAAAAAI0/rrXhWkRFKsk/s1600-h/DSCN1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvMDgznmArI/AAAAAAAAAI0/rrXhWkRFKsk/s320/DSCN1858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112433864142619314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvMDOjnmApI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Glr_rii5YGQ/s1600-h/DSCN1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvMDOjnmApI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Glr_rii5YGQ/s320/DSCN1871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112433550610006674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are keeping an eye on POSSIBLE storm "Jerry".  That weather system (that has raised havoc in Jacksonville and St. Augustine) is on the move!  Apparantly all of the scientific highbrows have collectively NO IDEA as to what it will be or where it will go.  We've heard that they might get some much-needed rain in North Carolina and we hope that it does happen.  But you have to be careful what you wish for....Jacksonville got 10 1/2" rain (and they are still on the drought side of the issue).  The bottom line is it MAY strengthen and it MAY move across the Gulf....or it MAY head for Mexico ....or it MAY move north and fizzle.  It is in the hands of the gods ...but we will keep listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this backdrop we squinted into the bright sunshine and prepared to move on toward Mobile, Alabama.....about an hour away if you "tend to business".  We didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we departed, we paused to take photos of the large military cemetery at Naval Air Station/Pensicola.  It is sobering.  If you have a partriotic fiber in your being, you HAVE to be moved by the simplicity and message.  Row upon row upon row of simple white headstones....perfectly aligned.  What a deep, silent message to all....THIS IS THE HIGHEST COST OF WAR.  Given today's issues in Iraq, one cannot help but think, "Is it worth it?".  To me, it is not.  How do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our old friend, route 98, most of the way to Mobile.  It was less "beachy", and only occasionally did we see an affluent estate.  Very few trailers/mobile homes.  Just mostly common everyday places.  Cotton is ready for harvest as the bolls are bursting.  Did not see vegetable crops and only a few farm animals.  Very little indication of industrial activity.  I don't know how they make their living.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture changes as we approach the Mobile area.  Billboards, traffic, businesses, interstates.  This is a busy metropolitan area where the modern and the historical live side-by-side.  We located our hotel (adjacent to the park for the battleship, USS Alabama) and had a bite to eat right next door.  I noticed they were "redecorating" the room next door.  One of the kitchen staff said, "Yeah.  They were finally catching up with the Katrina problems.".  We think of New Orleans....but they are not alone in this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the tunnel and into the city.   (That is how you traverse Mobile Bay.)  The Welcome Center is at Fort Conde....a restored French fort which has protected Mobile since before our Revolutionary War.  Today it is an historical treat.  We decided to drive to the highly recommended Oakleigh Historic Complex.  (We fully expected to do other sightseeing as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oakleigh House is impressive.  As you approach, it sits some distance from the road amid "live" oak trees.  (I wonder what the opposite might be????)  It looks like a two-story (and technically it is)but when built in 1833, it was raised up on pillars because of the weather risks.  This was characteristic of the times.  The house was initially quite isolated and out in the country.  It is in the Greek Revival style.  Much more recently, the ground level was enclosed and a dining room created.  The kitchen had always been in a separate building because of concerns for fire  and for the comfort of the main house in hot weather.  The lavish furnishings are not authentic to the house, but are correct for the period.  The docents are in period costumes and very knowledgeable.  The complex includes a neighboring house which is much more modest but very nice.....simple 4-room+hall design.  It is known as the Cox-Deasey Cottage. Eleven children were raised here. I have no idea where they could possibly bed them all down.  There is also a complimentery, but more recent building built between the two for administrative and research purposes.  I said that the docents were knowledgeable....we wore out two and suffered major TMI as they went on and on for 2 1/2 hours!   It was interesting, but how much can you absorb in one day?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally fatigued, we headed for our hotel...a Best Western adjacent to the battleship/park.  We needed to hook into the wifi to do the blog and we want to checkout the USS Alabama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-2099931718761249523?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/2099931718761249523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=2099931718761249523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/2099931718761249523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/2099931718761249523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-storm-clouds-hereyet.html' title='No Storm Clouds Here........Yet!'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvMDpjnmAsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5AkzY5KZaf8/s72-c/DSCN1854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-1984666677263168236</id><published>2007-09-20T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T14:21:33.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Arise and Shine.......YOU are in Blue Angels' Country"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLkRznmAoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/poWwDvF-A30/s1600-h/DSCN1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLkRznmAoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/poWwDvF-A30/s320/DSCN1838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112399521584120450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLjzTnmAnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/T0j7kboxR5M/s1600-h/DSCN1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLjzTnmAnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/T0j7kboxR5M/s320/DSCN1319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112398997598110322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLjeTnmAmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/L4dlp7RE0eU/s1600-h/DSCN1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLjeTnmAmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/L4dlp7RE0eU/s320/DSCN1808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112398636820857442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLicDnmAlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-VnEKqgqLuM/s1600-h/DSCN1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLicDnmAlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-VnEKqgqLuM/s320/DSCN1314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112397498654523986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLiRDnmAkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1IT818R62Yo/s1600-h/DSCN1818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLiRDnmAkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1IT818R62Yo/s320/DSCN1818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112397309675962946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine??? Naw!.....I am a slow starter in the morning.  It was a beautiful morning and coffee on "our" balcony overlooking the water was GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we learned that (when in town between air shows) the Blue Angels run practice flights at 8:30am on Tuesdays and Wednesdays.  TODAY is Wednesday.  The museum sets up a special spectator area for the "show".  Tom opted to go.....and, it was a good decision.  I opted to stay at the Lodge and watch the Blue Angels over the water while attending to our clothes bobbing around at the laundromat.  We BOTH saw some pretty incredible maneuvers....but his vantage was better as they "played" to that audience.  Anyway you cut it, we BOTH were royally entertained AND we have clean underwear!  Could you do better????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the clothes were folded and put away, we headed back to the Museum (like less than 1/4 mile from the Navy Lodge).  Caught the noon IMAX showing of "Hurricane on the Bayou".  WOW!  We have been to LOTS of IMAX productions....but THIS one was perfectly timed as we are about 2 days out of New Orleans.  It is produced by the Weather Channel.  An outstanding presentation of the wetlands/bayou and New Orleans before-and-after Katrina.  Really moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we left there and stopped for lunch at the CUBI 1 cafe/bar.  Very interesting venue;  very mediocre food.  Every inch of wall space is covered with plaques of the many, many air squadrons that frequented the place in Subic Bay (before the volcano closed things down).  Each squadron has their own icon....some serious, but generally humorous and generally it lists the squadron members (great nicknames) and years covered.  Tom had been there....but not with an air squadron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We launched a search for civilian wifi....it somehow involved discovery/stop at a bigger Navy Exchange located off the Air Station....but no wifi.  En route to a Barnes and Noble (via "Naggy/Nellie") we happened on a Panera....so we finished up yesterday's blog there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having successfully plowed through EVERY inhabitant of Pensacola as they commuted home from work....we found our way back to the Navy Lodge.  It was about time for sunset.  We decided to take photos and walked toward the beach....but, as I looked up the lighthouse was silhouetted against the setting sun.  Now THERE was a photo op!  We took many photos as we walked closer IN SPITE OF BEING EATEN ALIVE BY BLACK FLIES!  (They just sit on you and chew....awful!)  When we got back, Tom loaded the pix into the computer.  His were better than mine....but you will have to take my word for it as something went afoul and all of his vanished.  Unfortunately he had cleared his camera...so you have to look at mine.  However, minutes later, I looked out beyond the balcony to see a glorious pink/blue show in the sky with a glowing white moon!  He captured this, and, we hope to share it with all of you when we find a wifi to get this blog on its way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-1984666677263168236?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/1984666677263168236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=1984666677263168236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1984666677263168236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1984666677263168236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/arise-and-shineyou-are-in-blue-angels.html' title='&quot;Arise and Shine.......YOU are in Blue Angels&apos; Country&quot;'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvLkRznmAoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/poWwDvF-A30/s72-c/DSCN1838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-1295351245021967738</id><published>2007-09-18T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:11:42.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Along the road to..........Pensacola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvGPeNfVmuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/a0rZHYOHbVw/s1600-h/DSCN1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvGPeNfVmuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/a0rZHYOHbVw/s320/DSCN1761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112024801222171362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvGPINfVmtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/36Klqb9Kxg0/s1600-h/DSCN1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvGPINfVmtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/36Klqb9Kxg0/s320/DSCN1764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112024423265049298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvGOyNfVmsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/m9gD-aj3Eww/s1600-h/DSCN1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvGOyNfVmsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/m9gD-aj3Eww/s320/DSCN1303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112024045307927234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvGOfNfVmrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3MpGsKW06lY/s1600-h/DSCN1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvGOfNfVmrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3MpGsKW06lY/s320/DSCN1304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112023718890412722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No big rush....we don't have to go but about a 100 miles or so from Panama City Beach to Pensacola.  The beach route is highway 98 (an old friend!).  This area is more populated than the "forgotten beaches" but not really dense.  The Gulf is "out there" to our left....but we don't see it for long stretches.  The houses seem quite modest and year-round (as opposed to seasonal).  Most houses have roofs that are pyramid-like (4 equilateral triangles joined at the top).  Why?  Best guess here is this forms no recessed peaks to make force pockets for hurricane winds to begin destruction.   Do you have a better idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things got more "touristy/beachy" around Destin and Fort Walton.  This might be an interesting area to check out the military condo-rental opportunities at some time in the future.  It seems like we just don't see buildings anywhere that appear to be more than 40 (or so) years old.  Signs of new construction are common.  Now Pensacola does seem older.  Getting to the Naval Station took awhile but it was worth it as it sits beautifully on the Gulf.  We have a great view from our balcony and an even better one from the Lighthouse Restaurant which is next door and literally sits on the beach.  Nice place to eat too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "biggy" on the agenda was a visit to the National Naval Aviation Museum which is very near to the Navy Lodge.  Our guide, Jim Veasey, was excellent.  As a retired aviator, he laced his usual narration with lots of fantastic add-on stories.  'Don't think we would have really "seen" a lot of the exhibits without someone to point out the significance of the different airplanes.   These are NOT miniatures.  Some are replicas and some are renovated "real things".  Naval Aviation goes back to 1911....and we have come a long way "baby"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The musuem is FREE because it sits within the Navy base.  The building and exhibits were all paid for with private donations.  The guides are all volunteers...usually retired aviators.  The food concession is a completely renovated and reassembled facility from the Subic Bay, Phillipine Islands area....known then as now as CUBI 1.&lt;br /&gt;There (of course) is a gift shoppe.  Those two parts of the facility plus the IMAX theatre are the financial support of the facility for continuing work and maintenance.  It is educational and patriotic.....strongly recommended.  By the way, Pensacola has been the home of the World-famous flying "Blue Angels" since 1946.  One of Jim Velase's stories:  the guys had not come up with a "handle" and they were in New York City for whatever reason.  'Rounded the corner and there was a bar "The Blue Angel"!  It became their name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very near the Navy Lodge are the remnants of Fort Barrancus which goes back to Spanish times....1797.  Construction of the Navy Yard began in 1826 and its mission was largely related to problems of piracy and slave trade.  It was quite demolished by retreating Confederates after the Union forces took New Orleans in 1862.  Following "the War", it was revitalized as a Navy Yard and then it once again was allowed to deteriorate.  Since 1911 it has been renewed and built to today's modern facility for training naval aviators   i.e. Wally Schirra, Alan Shepard, Scott Carpenter and John Glenn.  Ring any bells????  It is all quite amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to our surprise, the Lighthouse Restaurant next door (on the beach) does NOT serve dinner.....although it has a priceless view of the beach at sunset! Consequently, we had a really weird meal in the room aka "suite".  It has the world's tiniest kitchen and NO equipment.  Yuk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-1295351245021967738?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/1295351245021967738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=1295351245021967738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1295351245021967738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1295351245021967738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/along-road-topensacola.html' title='Along the road to..........Pensacola'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RvGPeNfVmuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/a0rZHYOHbVw/s72-c/DSCN1761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-2326646584780044732</id><published>2007-09-17T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T19:18:14.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>South to the "Forgotten Coast"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru81QEB9efI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6DIYvWDN6dg/s1600-h/DSCN1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru81QEB9efI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6DIYvWDN6dg/s320/DSCN1285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111362652164946418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru81HkB9eeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/LN1sySobQkY/s1600-h/DSCN1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru81HkB9eeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/LN1sySobQkY/s320/DSCN1733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111362506136058338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru806kB9edI/AAAAAAAAAHE/8zhwBYFGP_M/s1600-h/DSCN1290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru806kB9edI/AAAAAAAAAHE/8zhwBYFGP_M/s320/DSCN1290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111362282797758930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru80eEB9ecI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5udsY6L69I0/s1600-h/DSCN1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru80eEB9ecI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5udsY6L69I0/s320/DSCN1757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111361793171487170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru80T0B9ebI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eg6E8Gpylic/s1600-h/DSCN1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru80T0B9ebI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eg6E8Gpylic/s320/DSCN1751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111361617077828018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No breakfast at LaQuinta....we have had enough of that place!  Unfortunately it probably colored our memory of Tallahassee...which probably isn't fair.  We did have a nice breakfast.  Tom indulged me in a return to the Scrapbook Market (wanted more of something that I bought yesterday).  Then a quick trip to check out the campus of Florida State....not a "Chucky" in sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to head South toward the Gulf.  Thankfully we were not on interstates.  Very rural. Very small villages here and there.  One village that we doubt that ANY of you have seen is a little place called "Sopchoppy".  God only knows why they named it that .....but I bet it is a doosie.  On to the coast.  If we had been any closer (on the road), we would have been in the water.  Tide was out and the remaining water was very shallow.  Waterfront homes were trickled along the way....predominantly modest in size. "Waterfront" in most places meant on the land-side of the road as there was no room on the Gulf side of the road.  This IS the "Forgotten Coast".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first town of any size was Apalachicola.  Quaint, sea-side type.  Definitely not crowded today.  A fairly substantial commercial fishing fleet...some were dockside.  A local recommended "Boss Oyster" for lunch.  Excellent call!  There must have been 30 or more oyster options on the menu.  My "Rockefeller II" and Tom's "Oyster Po'Boy" were wonderful....AND the sunny day is cool enough to enjoy eating outdoors.  There was some type of small red/orange butterfly in great number.  An extra treat for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not far to move on to our "new" home in Panama City Beach.  It runs together with Panama City and is a nice beach town.  We did some exploring...got the gazillion bugs off the car at the carwash.  Decided to check out "Pineapple Willie's" on the waterfront.  Turned out to be in the heart of high-rise heaven.  This well-established place is ONLY ground level and extends over a beautiful beach.  It is built pier-style, but with a covered dining area.  There was little wind/breeze, but it was very comfortable.  We drank "supper" with some hearty nachos to share.... and had prime seats for  a beautiful sunset.  There is something really special about sunset at the water's edge.  Delightful!  Definitely a good move to go here instead of staying another night at Tallahassee as originally planned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-2326646584780044732?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/2326646584780044732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=2326646584780044732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/2326646584780044732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/2326646584780044732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/south-to-forgotten-coast.html' title='South to the &quot;Forgotten Coast&quot;'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru81QEB9efI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6DIYvWDN6dg/s72-c/DSCN1285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-6680602572664264350</id><published>2007-09-16T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T16:04:01.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butt "Weary"..............but thinking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru22G0B9eaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3vnQBqZkr50/s1600-h/DSCN1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru22G0B9eaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3vnQBqZkr50/s320/DSCN1282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110941380297718178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru2180B9eZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Sz9FyaTkGBM/s1600-h/DSCN1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru2180B9eZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Sz9FyaTkGBM/s320/DSCN1281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110941208499026322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru21xEB9eYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0Omr-oSGybI/s1600-h/DSCN1280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru21xEB9eYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0Omr-oSGybI/s320/DSCN1280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110941006635563394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And on the 7th day he rested"....well, not exactly in this case.  Today we left Sarasota and headed for Tallahassee.....five or six hours away (plus stopping time).   It is Interstate all of the way (because there is nothing special to see).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a third of the way there, we apparently hit "Indian River" country (or citrus heaven, you might say).  FINALLY, some honest-to-goodness fresh squeezed orange juice ....even got a free sample.  'Couldn't resist some Valencia oranges.  Green on the outside, sweet and delicious inside.  Who knew?!  Also picked up Tupelo Orange Blossom honey.   AND THAT WAS THE HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY!  Gee whiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to start jotting down my impressions of the Florida peninsula...the panhandle may be a different story.  We have been here about two weeks and traveled most of it....deliberately avoiding known haunts of alligators and snakes.  The "love bug" (we expected to battle) is either somewhere else or dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMPRESSIONS.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people live in the areas near the extensive coastline...and, on the Atlantic side they are hell-bent on increasing the water frontage with endless canals.  All of this also necessitates many, many bridges.  Coastal sites are dominated by high-rise residential type buildings (usually inhabited by the rich) or time shares.  The coastal city streets are wide and usually lined with businesses both chic and shabby.  'Saw very few of the Myrtle Beach-type surf shops and not many children.  The lower income housing is inland as are the innumerable flea markets.  Didn't see any vegetable farming ANYWHERE....so where do all of those "Florida" vegetables come from???   The east coast has even more varieties and numbers of palm trees than the Gulf coast.  Landscaping and landscape nurseries are everywhere.  Lots more flowers on the East Coast compared to the Gulf Coast (although they have some).  The citrus groves seem to be toward the center and north parts of the peninsula.  There are stories of the beef cattle and "crackers".  We saw some cattle and no crackers.  That  is a name given to the "cowboys" several decades ago because they moved cattle by "cracking" the whip.   We also passed some horse farms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as we traveled the endless ribbon of concrete, we were keenly aware of the sameness on all sides.  Very flat with a fair amount of trees/undergrowth and no indicators of drought like we experience in North Carolina.  We saw lots of classy Winnebago-type motor homes headed South.  It seems a bit early for snowbirds.... but maybe the transition has started.  We do know that it is easy to get lodging, restaurant seating, admissions, etc. during the month of September...and, also that some very interesting places have closed for the month because there are so few tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our weather experience, so far, has been consistent....hot, humid, sunny days with thunder clouds threatening in the late afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fresh seafood is fantastic pretty much everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do YOU get the picture?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we are at the LaQuinta in Tallahassee and thinking of moving on tomorrow.  I would not recommend this place....it is in need of a major update.  The location isn't bad.  'Even an excellent Scrapbook store nearby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-6680602572664264350?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/6680602572664264350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=6680602572664264350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/6680602572664264350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/6680602572664264350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/butt-wearybut-thinking.html' title='Butt &quot;Weary&quot;..............but thinking!'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Ru22G0B9eaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3vnQBqZkr50/s72-c/DSCN1282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-3705712422659786503</id><published>2007-09-15T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T19:01:53.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ca` d'Zan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyNkkB9eXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/642iMuSL_No/s1600-h/DSCN1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyNkkB9eXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/642iMuSL_No/s320/DSCN1674.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110615336445376882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyNcEB9eWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AFEPYuDYfdY/s1600-h/DSCN1679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyNcEB9eWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AFEPYuDYfdY/s320/DSCN1679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110615190416488802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyNRUB9eVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rKbA56gcAvU/s1600-h/DSCN1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyNRUB9eVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rKbA56gcAvU/s320/DSCN1698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110615005732895058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyNAEB9eUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/v6851Rc2gJA/s1600-h/DSCN1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyNAEB9eUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/v6851Rc2gJA/s320/DSCN1723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110614709380151618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyMlEB9eTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8Up1HgNlNu0/s1600-h/DSCN1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyMlEB9eTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8Up1HgNlNu0/s320/DSCN1726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110614245523683634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Enjoyed breakfast at ye ole Spring Hill....it was more than one would expect for a "continental breakfast".  Another beautiful day (but the clouds will roll in later--you can "take it to the bank").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's focus is the Art Museum and estate of John and Mable Ringling.  It is VERY near this hotel.  We planned to open the place at 10am....and we were NOT alone!   The grounds are huge but they offer a tram service between the venues so it's not so bad.  (It would be a killer to walk it in this heat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with a visit to the Circus Museum's Tibbals Learning Center.  Following the short orientation film, we enjoyed the enormous miniature display....it is AMAZING!  Master model builder, Howard Tibbals, created this over a period of 50 years.  He called the project the "Howard Circus Model" but it is a composite of The Ringling Brothers (originally there were 5) and Barnum and Bailey Circus from 1919 to 1938.  Everything is there...from the arrival by railcars to the 8 tents, 152 wagons, 1300 perfomers and staff, 800+ animals and a 59 car train.  Tons of the human figures (covering both ends of the performances) as well as the "back story".  Buildings in the mythical town, equipment (right down to the dishwashing process) and, of course, the Midway.  They even baked their own bread....40 cooks/ 3 meals a day/ almost 1500 people to be fed....AND a portable facility....NO SMALL PROJECT!  The display is big but the concept is HUGE!  We did not get to the second floor but Tom went back later (while I shopped!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was the Art Museum.  To say John Ringling was a collector....doesn't even come close to the reality.  He must have searched widely in Western Europe for this wonderful artwork.  Superior paintings....some of gigantic size like "The Four Evangelists" by Reubens.  He loved the Renaissance and the Baroque style.  He especially liked art from Italy.....but he did not limit himself to that.  The building was lavishly designed and built for the collection.  It opened in 1931.  In the center of the museum is an Italian-style formal courtyard complete with a large sculpture garden.  It is crowned with the dominating prescence of Michaelangelo's 'David'....an exact duplicate of the one in Florence, Italy.  The collection is worth MILLIONS.  Our guide was very informative....and we were really tutored as no one else was in this tour group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing on the agenda is a tram over to "C` d'Zan"....translation from an old Venetian dialect: "house of John".  The record indicates that it was REALLY her house.  Mrs. Ringling was involved in every aspect of the designing and decorating of this very elaborate "winter home".  The architect was  Dwight James Baum of New York City.  It was completed in 1926 and was the center of local (and not-so-local) cultural and social life.  Many decoratives were purchased at New York auctions and even more distant places.  The waterfront location and loggias opening to the sea, created wonderful entertaining options.  Life here was quite formal....far different than their contemporaries, the Edisons and the Fords....but, more like Mr. Flagler's place in Palm Beach.  It was the height of the Gilded Age which crashed with the stock market in 1929.  Unfortunately, Mrs. Ringling only lived 3 years to enjoy all of this...dying in her early 50's.  John grieved at length.  He entered a disasterous second marriage, had a stroke, lost his fortunes, divorced and died in 1936....with $311 in his bank account.  This was just 5 days before all of his remaining assets were scheduled to be seized in Court.  Lucky, lucky heirs!  There were no children.  He left the entire estate (Museums and Theatre included)to "the people of Florida".  It has been controlled by Florida State University since 2000.  WHAT A GUY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for lunch!  We ate at the museum cafe, Treviso.  It was terrific!  Very lovely presentation and mucho ambience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom went back to see more of the two Circus Museums while moi squandered the family fortunes in the museum store!  We polished it all off by viewing a biographical film of the Ringlings and a short documentary about the 1798 Asolo Theatre (where we sat)which had been created in memory of the 15th century Queen of Cyprus, Catarina Cornaro.  It had undergone change and neglect, but was purchased and brought to this site in  the 1950's for a remarkable restoration.  It is now a lovely performing arts venue.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ALL of this....it was too late to go to the Dali Museum in St. Petersburg.  Maybe tomorrow on the way out of town.  Ooooops! Tomorrow is Sunday.  The Museum does not open until noon.  We will be long-gone by then.  Too bad for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-3705712422659786503?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/3705712422659786503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=3705712422659786503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/3705712422659786503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/3705712422659786503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/ca-dzan.html' title='Ca` d&apos;Zan'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuyNkkB9eXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/642iMuSL_No/s72-c/DSCN1674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-4495723187670182732</id><published>2007-09-14T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:32:13.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best of Friends.....Thomas Edison and Henry Ford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rus1ikB9eSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/L2V9pDAsnBc/s1600-h/DSCN1638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rus1ikB9eSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/L2V9pDAsnBc/s320/DSCN1638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110237070085683490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rus1OEB9eRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ga4Y-qFLk9g/s1600-h/DSCN1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rus1OEB9eRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ga4Y-qFLk9g/s320/DSCN1630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110236717898365202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rus1G0B9eQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IlUA_smBwiU/s1600-h/DSCN1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rus1G0B9eQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IlUA_smBwiU/s320/DSCN1644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110236593344313602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rus090B9ePI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bQpTsToy_CA/s1600-h/DSCN1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rus090B9ePI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bQpTsToy_CA/s320/DSCN1199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110236438725490930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another beautiful sunny morning!  Skies are a glorious shade of blue, laced with fluffy white clouds here-and-there.  (Strangely, every afternoon thunder clouds appear about 4pm ....some places get drenched, but, we have only skirted occasional storms...and today was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out of town on I-75 but soon "Naggy/Nellie" had us back on Rt. 41 aka Tamiami Trail.  (Tamiami=shorthand for the road from Tampa to Miami!)  The road has a million other names as each city gives it his own name.  On northward to Fort Myers.  We had lunch at "Mel's Diner"....not a Florence Jean Castleberry in sight!  Good food.  Deluxe diner ambience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a super stop at the side-by-side homes of Thomas Edison and Henry Ford.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that Thomas Edison was not a good "fit" for public school.  At 8th grade level his mother handed him 3 large books and told him to read them and report back to her.  He did.  It took 1-2 hours!  He was then home-schooled by her.  He had a photographic mind and a voracious appetite for reading....and, an insatiable curiosity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His adult home was in New Jersey, but he wintered in Fort Myers.  His physician thought it was better for Mr. Edison's health ....and it must be true as he died at the age of 81.  He had very little hearing during adulthood.  He received many, many patents for  his inventions (up to 75 in one year!).  We know him for some of the highlights  i.e. incandescent light bulb and the grammaphone/phonograph.  There were 100's more!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his manufacturing facilities (in Michigan) employed a brilliant young man named Henry Ford.  They met.  Edison recognized Ford's genius and encouraged him to pursue the development of the horseless carriage....ultimately the "Model T".  Although 16 years Edison's junior, they became fast friends and ultimately winter neighbors.  In partnership with Harvey Firestone, they developed concepts for rubber wholly produced in the USA.  The eventual plant-of-choice was hybridized goldenrod!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firestone had brought to Ft. Myers a 4 foot piece of banyan (from India).  It yields both latex and figs!  The banyan was planted in 1925 and has grown so large that it is now second only (in size) to one in India.  (It may have been the parent of this one....I don't know). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The homes were prefabricated in New Jersey and transported here (in the 1920's!) Very nice and comfortable...but ions different from the palacious homes of his contemporary millionaires....a very unpretentious lifestyle.  The properties included his horticultural laboratory (for developing a source of latex), Edison's home and guest  house, Ford's home, a display of an antique car and truck (Ford of course!), and various outbuildings.  I noticed the kitchens were considerably smaller than mine!  Everything looked out onto the lovely Gulf of Mexico.  A long, fascinating story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove on to Sarasota for a couple of nights at Spring Hill Suites.  It was a great chance for exploring by car.  We drove out on to the "keys"....similar to the N.C. strands known as the Outer Banks.  You immediately realize that it is elegantly understated with quietly chic shoppes, secluded estates, yachts and yachts and yachts.  Didn't see any other Prius there!  Dinner at a British Pub and ice cream at Olaf's............who could ask for more?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-4495723187670182732?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4495723187670182732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=4495723187670182732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/4495723187670182732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/4495723187670182732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/best-of-friendsthomas-edison-and-henry.html' title='The Best of Friends.....Thomas Edison and Henry Ford'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rus1ikB9eSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/L2V9pDAsnBc/s72-c/DSCN1638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-2197506491023043680</id><published>2007-09-13T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T18:38:04.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She sells sea shells by the sea shore"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Runk80B9eOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eEYUNIeL8Ds/s1600-h/DSCN1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Runk80B9eOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eEYUNIeL8Ds/s320/DSCN1182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109866985638688994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RunkrEB9eNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/q8Oe5YAlpr0/s1600-h/DSCN1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RunkrEB9eNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/q8Oe5YAlpr0/s320/DSCN1165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109866680696010962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RunkZEB9eMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QZ2lxwQru_o/s1600-h/DSCN1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RunkZEB9eMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QZ2lxwQru_o/s320/DSCN1618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109866371458365634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Runj6kB9eLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3mnxqHQeGQ0/s1600-h/DSCN1607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Runj6kB9eLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3mnxqHQeGQ0/s320/DSCN1607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109865847472355506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Had a decent breakfast.....thank you Hampton Inn.  'Like your hotel and amenities (except the duvet!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day trip to the north...but not far.  For a long time I have been fascinated with the stories of shelling on Sanibel Island (near Fort Myers).  Anne Morrow Lindbergh lived and wrote "A Gift from the Sea" right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now detours are a part of our game....and Tanger Outlets just popped up along the way ........hmmmmm......new clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on track!  We saw landscapers planting palm trees in the median strip along the highway.  The 20' trees had a root ball of about 20" in diameter!  No wonder they are all propped up .....yes! they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this area/lifestyle are all centered on water, it is no surprise that it is EVERYWHERE.  Florida is just a maze of bridges!  As Sanibel is an island, it was not surprising that it required LONG bridges to get there.  It was surprising to pay $6 for the privilege....but what a view!  (It would be magnificent at sunset--I think).  First stop, as usual, was the Welcome Center.....with a posted sign:  "Please, remove the snow from your shoes before entering".  OK they do have a sense of humor.  With major TMI in hand, we headed for the shell museum.  Who knew we were so ignorant?!  Shells, shells, shells...from the beaches here and around the world.  All specimens were identified and grouped....every color, size, shape and texture imaginable.  Also   good exhibits about the use of shells....money, tools, buttons, and even mosaics made by sailors as Valentines for their sweethearts and intricate cameos cut in relief into the shell exteriors.  There was an excellent film about mollusks.  Very detailed but understandable.  Just fantastic photography.  We don't think enough about the inhabitants of these shells....but on Sanibel they do.  In fact, it is illegal to harvest a shell with a live mollusk inside of it.  Some of these critters are not really fun to look at, but it is fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time WE needed food!  Many restaurants are closed in September which is an off-season for tourists (avoiding hurricanes most likely.....Humberto hit Texas this morning!).  Could you resist a crazy place named "Island Cow"?  It was fine for us.  A little campy, a little ditsy, a great lunch of crab and fried oysters to-die-for.   The restrooms are marked "Bulls" and "Heifers".  A fun spot!  but the shells were calling............  You MUST pay to park AND only in designated lots.  The beaches are clean and endless.  They are very white and the water ranges from almost yellow, to green, to deep blue.  The tide must have just started to recede.  Unfortunately, the BEST shelling in in Winter at low tide.....but we got some anyway.  Nothing spectacular...but they don't pick them up at Fearrington.  I have pictures of what is publicized (dense accumulations) and also, what prevails (scattered--much like Oak Island).  It was okay, but a little disappointing.  Meanwhile, it was hot, HOT, HOT ....damn HOT!  So we headed for the air conditioned car and continued our exploration in comfort.  The lighthouse is absolutely ugly.  It looks like it was put together from a scrap metal heap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a generous lunch, we opted for picking up salads at Fresh Market to eat "in".  Tonight the Pres will tell us why he is going to "stay the course" and then the Dems will tell us how stupid that plan is for both Iraq and the USA.  John Edwards is to be on MSNBC right afterwards (unfortunately we do not receive it)...and maybe on Larry King's delayed show too.  I just don't know where the "Shrub" gets his ideas now that Rove and Rumsfield have left the sinking ship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-2197506491023043680?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/2197506491023043680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=2197506491023043680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/2197506491023043680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/2197506491023043680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/she-sells-sea-shells-by-sea-shore.html' title='She sells sea shells by the sea shore&quot;'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Runk80B9eOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eEYUNIeL8Ds/s72-c/DSCN1182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-1729317158733673358</id><published>2007-09-12T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T17:38:55.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A two parter!  "This date will ALWAYS be 9-11 in our hearts and minds" and "Hello Naples.......we're NOT in Italy!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuiGRkB9eKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2f2SgyA18R0/s1600-h/DSCN1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuiGRkB9eKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2f2SgyA18R0/s320/DSCN1603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109481413539625122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuiGB0B9eJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0se1xCwWQCY/s1600-h/DSCN1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuiGB0B9eJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0se1xCwWQCY/s320/DSCN1597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109481142956685458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuiFwEB9eII/AAAAAAAAAEc/0O9ja0PBSWA/s1600-h/DSCN1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuiFwEB9eII/AAAAAAAAAEc/0O9ja0PBSWA/s320/DSCN1596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109480838014007426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 11: We watched the "Ground Zero" memorial services---touching, depressing.... one wonders....What have we learned? about the World?  about Patriotism? about fighting and ideology NOT a country? about sticking our nose in where it doesn't belong?  There is a LOT to ponder..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do a blog as the day wasn't very touristy....unless you want the experience of watching Nancy enter "Scrapbook Fanatic"....or....an overview of a HUGE UPSCALE outlet mall (oxymoron?)...stores like Cole Hahn's, Neiman-Marcus,Saks 5th Avenue, Forragiano's (I can't even spell it!), etc. etc. etc.  AND....a Crate and Barrel OUTLET. Now we could photograph that...or...Nancy smiling at the cash register!  The entire Mall is at Sawgrass Mills on the western end of Sunrise Highway (our condo is at the eastern end...many miles away!).  We really piddled around all day.  Did the laundry (hurray!).  Packed up our stuff for departure in the morning....really NOT very interesting to anybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:  Finished up packing the car which was fairly easy.  'Talked to Lee Anne and Carol.  It is good to touch base along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to cross the Everglades as fast as possible as it really is not very interesting...so we did a couple of hours on I-75 (which lived down to our expectations).  It was curious that the vegetation in Eastern Florida is quite low (looked like cattails) and the topography is 100% FLAT....contrasting to the Western Florida scene where you could see the standing water and dense groves of some slender trunked tree and lower shrub-like plants.  Anyway, we buzzed along to Naples on the Gulf of Mexico side of the penninsula.  Skies are gloriously blue.  We picked up some information at the Visitor Center but it wasn't very helpful.  We just went exploring on our own.  The city isn't too big...and with the waterfront, you just can't "go wrong".  The "historic area" is very nice.  The shopping and the restaurants are definitely upscale and the nearby houses are McMansions.  Some are under construction and some appear to have been around for decades.  (One account that I just read said that "historic" meant before 1960!)  Many are secluded behind beautiful plantscapes.  The Naples Pier is long and public and extends across a beautiful white sand beach....which goes on for miles and miles.  I never knew there were so many varieties of palm trees!  We had crabcakes (fantastic!) at the "Old Naples Pub".  I'd recommend this one.  We did some more exploring and went to a very upscale retail area called "The Village on Venetian Bay".  It was really lovely.....made yesterday's adventure seem low as it went into the stratosphere.  The whole complex straddles a water element.....but it does NOT look like Venice....although it is most elegant in an understated way.  Very few recognizeable shop names (maybe because this isn't in my "shopping neighborhood"!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now "planted" in a very nice Hampton Inn.  Thank God we have wireless service in our room!  Time to regroup and make plans for tomorrow...if we don't freeze to death with the air conditioner!  For some reason, hotels seem to think that they are doing you a favor to set the thermostat at 64F ....or lower!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-1729317158733673358?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/1729317158733673358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=1729317158733673358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1729317158733673358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1729317158733673358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/two-parter-this-date-will-always-be-9.html' title='A two parter!  &quot;This date will ALWAYS be 9-11 in our hearts and minds&quot; and &quot;Hello Naples.......we&apos;re NOT in Italy!&quot;'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuiGRkB9eKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2f2SgyA18R0/s72-c/DSCN1603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-3165144019098421918</id><published>2007-09-11T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:38:04.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday.......CAROL GENOVESE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rub8C8Z42PI/AAAAAAAAAEU/JkGD6vJqNVQ/s1600-h/DSCN1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rub8C8Z42PI/AAAAAAAAAEU/JkGD6vJqNVQ/s320/DSCN1581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109047954803054834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rub7wcZ42OI/AAAAAAAAAEM/84k6sPm-Jss/s1600-h/DSCN1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rub7wcZ42OI/AAAAAAAAAEM/84k6sPm-Jss/s320/DSCN1560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109047636975474914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rub7dsZ42NI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sK-rycAruxo/s1600-h/DSCN1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rub7dsZ42NI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sK-rycAruxo/s320/DSCN1135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109047314852927698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rub7HsZ42MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-TZ335qVtvY/s1600-h/DSCN1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rub7HsZ42MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-TZ335qVtvY/s320/DSCN1127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109046936895805634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we took care of a few necessities.......like deciding when to leave here (it will be Wednesday am ......rather than Saturday am) and, reservations in Naples, FL for Wednesday and Thursday nights.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out in the real world, we did a little photography at the infamous Fort Lauderdale Beach which is only a block away.......sans the "college cuties" and the "drunken brawls".  It is a very LOOONNNG beach.........nearly unoccupied this morning.......and clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here we head south to Miami.  Taking the interstate (95) seemed like a pretty good idea until........we hit the city traffic.  We would NEVER have made it without "Naggy/Nellie".  The congestion is further complicated by multiple construction projects and downright rude drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In midtown there is a cultural center which includes the "Historical Museum of Southern Florida, The Miami Museum of Art, and, the Miami Public Library (aka refuge from the heat for the homeless that wander the streets).  We bought combo tix for the two museums and went full speed through the history museum.  It is very well done and traces known life here from pre-historic times, through the indian tribal life, the arrival of the Spaniards, and on into more modern times as science and technology changed the accessibility of the land opening up more and more territory all of the way to the Keys.  One of the Staff talked with us for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the Art Museum (second half of the combo).......oops! closed on Mondays!   We got screwed on this one......only to be topped by a royal scalping at the parking lot.....like $11 for a couple of hours!  Did I mention that parking is almost non-existent?!  Time to swallow it and move on.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove a few blocks to "Little Havana".  Pretty much what you would expect.  Crowded little shops and restaurants.   Mostly old buildings.  Lots of people on the street.  No visions of affluence.  It seemed very safe (except for the drivers!).  As you approach the outskirts of the area, there are larger businesses and restaurants and attractive, colorful small houses with tidy yards and lots of wrought iron.  We ate at "La Carreta" which is good and 100% Cuban.  No English on this menu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of time to drive to the waterfront home-museum, "Vizcaya", created by/for James Deering who is known for the John Deere line of farm equipment.  The house deliberately gives the impression of a 400 year old Italian villa......but was built in 1913.  It is mansion of epic proportions....filled with antiques and relics.  Enormous care was taken in selecting EVERYTHING.....from ceilings to wall coverings to dinnerware.  This was his summer place and the location was quite remote back then.  It sits on Biscayne Bay with a priceless view of Key Biscayne.  The design plan extended to the grounds (and waterfront).  Extensive formal gardens, water features, statuary, etc. compliment the villa.  In earlier times, the property included a working farm and village of families that made up the extensive support system.  Villas are designed to be self-supporting.  Mr. Deering died a bachelor in 1925.  Two nieces were heirs and in 1952 the property was sold to Miami-Dade County.  Numerous historical meetings have happened here    i.e. The Pope and Ronald Reagan met here in 1987.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided not to drive out on Key Biscayne but did drive up the Miami Beach road.  More highrise buildings than you can imagine.  VERY upscale!  The South Beach area has endless examples of excellent Art Deco architecture.  The "Guilded Age" was the golden era here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home.....tired!  and ready to hear about the General Petraea appearance before Congress, etc. etc. etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-3165144019098421918?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/3165144019098421918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=3165144019098421918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/3165144019098421918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/3165144019098421918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthdaycarol-genovese.html' title='Happy Birthday.......CAROL GENOVESE!'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rub8C8Z42PI/AAAAAAAAAEU/JkGD6vJqNVQ/s72-c/DSCN1581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-2855402455283017353</id><published>2007-09-10T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T07:13:26.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"If you knew Flagler, like I know Flagler......oh! oh! oh what a guy!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuVQ28Z42LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/G8hsFTKglQc/s1600-h/DSCN1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuVQ28Z42LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/G8hsFTKglQc/s320/DSCN1551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108578257179564210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuVQSMZ42JI/AAAAAAAAADk/SP0yv6qR3KI/s1600-h/DSCN1541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuVQSMZ42JI/AAAAAAAAADk/SP0yv6qR3KI/s320/DSCN1541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108577625819371666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning has always been pretty laid-back for us......and we made no changes.  The Miami Herald appeared on our doorstep mysteriously.......and kept us occupied most of the morning.  'Enjoyed Tim Russart's interview with Joe Biden who just returned from Iraq.  He has an interesting analysis of the current situation on both ends and some blunt/forthright observations as to what can/cannot work over there.  Somebody (guess who) needs to listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we explored northward.  Up the same A1A route we had used in the Jacksonville area.  If it ran any closer to the water you would get wet!  It doesn't take long to realize that highrise buildings.....hotels, timeshares, etc......have crammed on to every available parcel of oceanview and oceanfront land.  I wonder how many actually see the water as the narrow end of the building faces the water.  Another factoid......I don't think that they eat!   We really had a hard time finding a place.  Either they are internal (in these buildings) or cleverly disguised as in Hilton Head.  "Naggie/Nellie" located a Red Lobster and that worked out just fine.  My gills have JUST started to form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we chugged along through such places as Boca Raton, Delray Beach, Pompano Beach, etc.  and decided to go to Palm Beach to visit the Flagler Museum.  We first encountered the name in Key West......he was instrumental in getting the railroad down the Keys.  Turns out that is only a part of his story.  (Actually, the Keenan-Flagler Business School at UNC is named after he and his second wife who was a Keenan).  Mr. Flagler was a partner with John D. Rockefeller in creating Standard Oil.  Rockefeller credits him with many of the successful business strategies that made the company explode in the late 19th century.  This self-made millionaire went to work in 1844 after finishing 8th grade.  He clerked for $5 per month plus room and board....... ended up marrying the boss' daughter.  He later created the concept of  a multi-state corporation.  He outlived his first wife and married again (her nurse!)  He branched out to the hotel business (luxury of course) and then rail service to transport the rich and famous to the hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The museum is in his mansion, "Whitehall".  It is palatial in size, architecture and furnishings.  That was the time of the "Gilded Age Society".  Since it was built at the turn of the 20th century, it has been expanded somewhat.  His granddaughter was the driving force behind the creation of the Musuem.  Most recently, a fitting structure has been added specifically to display his personal railcar.  All-in-all, the place is spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go back to reality and our comfortable but much more modest accommodations. Storm clouds have hovered and threatened all afternoon.  We will eat "in".  'Tried to watch the Spanish forum for Presidential candidates which was held at the University of Miami tonight......can't as the  broadcast narration is all in Spanish (by interpreters .....in real time)........hopelessly confusing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Loved the "Happy Grandparents' Day" phone call from Savannah!  She is getting so she can talk pretty well on the phone.  They grow up so fast!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-2855402455283017353?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/2855402455283017353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=2855402455283017353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/2855402455283017353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/2855402455283017353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-you-knew-flagler-like-i-know.html' title='&quot;If you knew Flagler, like I know Flagler......oh! oh! oh what a guy!&quot;'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuVQ28Z42LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/G8hsFTKglQc/s72-c/DSCN1551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-7729643261015332570</id><published>2007-09-09T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T08:47:46.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bok........NOT Bach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuQVasZ42II/AAAAAAAAADc/R4ddNvQl2vk/s1600-h/DSCN1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuQVasZ42II/AAAAAAAAADc/R4ddNvQl2vk/s320/DSCN1537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108231425685510274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuQVDMZ42HI/AAAAAAAAADU/bSYIxZ8y8pI/s1600-h/DSCN1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuQVDMZ42HI/AAAAAAAAADU/bSYIxZ8y8pI/s320/DSCN1108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108231021958584434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuQUdsZ42GI/AAAAAAAAADM/JZ2tGSoXxvE/s1600-h/DSCN1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuQUdsZ42GI/AAAAAAAAADM/JZ2tGSoXxvE/s320/DSCN1504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108230377713490018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning world of all Disney!  We are up-and-out of here......headed to Ft. Lauderdale......and it ain't around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always try to find interesting and lesser known "gems" along the way.  As luck would have it, we hit the jackpot!  A bit South of Winter Haven is a little place called Lake Wales.  Just to its north, on a forgotten road, is a pretty-well signed place called "Historic Bok Sanctuary".  What a jewel!  You drive through lush citrus groves for a couple of miles to get to the Visitor Center.  There you receive nice maps of the extensive grounds and watch a relatively short (but excellent) film about how this all happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the 20th century, Edward Bok envisioned this beautiful tribute to a location he had visited for years.  After emigrating from Holland, he made his fortunes publishing "The Ladies Home Journal".  He wintered in Florida and truly loved this location which is the highest elevation in Florida.  (It might be a "hill" in North Carolina!  He engaged the finest horticultural architect of his time, Frederick Law Olmstead (Biltmore, Central Park, etc.) and the most elite of artisans created a huge carillon tower.  Its music echoes throughout the many acres of Florida's "mountain".....a modest elevation by most standards.  The grounds are natural, extensive, beautiful.....and inconspicuously well groomed.   Even the local swan seems to be at "home".  There was a wedding today in one of the clearings.  The museum documents all of the details in excellent exhibits.  There is also a little cafe and one of the nicest gift shoppes that I have seen in a long time.  Needless to say, I dropped a coin or two there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hadn't any more than returned to Highway 24.......when it started to rain.  (Great timing!)  It did that off-and-on for a couple of hours.  We blew through some small towns.....to hit the reality that we were traveling through the flat nothingness of the "Big Cyprus Swamp" (to be followed by the northern part of the Everglades)......NOT THE PLACE TO BE LOOKING FOR A LUNCH SPOT! and, fig newtons don't fill the gap).  We were "overjoyed" to find a McDonalds (the "last before Miami".....some 100 miles away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey was uneventful....several lakes, very flat, acres of sugar cane, very few human beings, raindrops.......and road, road, road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas!  We got to Fort Lauderdale!  Our condo is very nice and near the water and all kinds of services.  A quick trip to the local Publix (supermarket) and we dine.....with wine too!  Not bad at all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-7729643261015332570?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/7729643261015332570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=7729643261015332570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/7729643261015332570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/7729643261015332570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/boknot-bach.html' title='Bok........NOT Bach!'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuQVasZ42II/AAAAAAAAADc/R4ddNvQl2vk/s72-c/DSCN1537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-7186451703227779074</id><published>2007-09-07T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T15:50:46.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Disney Resort, YES!  Disney World, NO!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuHVtcZ42FI/AAAAAAAAADE/QdWVn1WYVsM/s1600-h/DSCN1473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuHVtcZ42FI/AAAAAAAAADE/QdWVn1WYVsM/s320/DSCN1473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107598429110458450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuHVicZ42EI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ra6A5kAebhs/s1600-h/DSCN1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuHVicZ42EI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ra6A5kAebhs/s320/DSCN1486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107598240131897410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuHVVcZ42DI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Od6j954lFpM/s1600-h/DSCN1499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuHVVcZ42DI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Od6j954lFpM/s320/DSCN1499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107598016793598002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically we are in a Disney Resort, but in truth, this very nice resort is wholly run by the US Armed Services and lies within the Disney properties.  Do YOU get "it"?  Actually, it is a pretty nice arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following a light breakfast, we took some time to explore this huge facility.  We have "done" Disney World (as well as Disneyland in California) several times, and, did not plan to go there on this visit...........however, curiosity got the best of us.  We INQUIRED about tix to Epcot.  The "discounted" price is $73 per person.............too much for the level of OUR curiosity!  However....... Downtown Disney is OUTSIDE the gates AND this hotel runs a free shuttle bus every hour.  Perfect!  We actually have been there before too.  In fact, it was our first encounter with Cirque du Soleil and Wolfgang Puck's restaurant.  This time we concentrated on the "other" end of Downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exhibits outside the Lego building are remarkable.  The enormous green sea monster in the Lagoon is great and the Lego "family" (totally constructed of Lego pieces)....really amazing!  Nearby was a Ghirardelli Chocolate/Ice Cream Store.  Before lunch???  Oh YEAH!  Just as good as our San Francisco memories.  We combed the various toy stores (Happy Birthdays are ahead for Savannah and Cam), but it was really hard because almost everything was produced in China .....and, we know how concerned everyone is about those issues.  A huge Christmas store....but, NO SERVICE!  We looked but could not find an ornament in brass for the Travel Tree. 'Did find a "Memories" store with SCRAPBOOK materials (limited....of course.....to Disney  designs).  NOW it started to rain......well....heavy sprinkles.  We just kept on truckin', rounded a corner, AND WALKED RIGHT OUT OF THE RAIN!  Really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the ice cream was great (think "dessert first"), BUT, we started thinking lunch.  "Fulton's Crab House" is very big and very conspicuous.  It is located in a faux riverboat.  Fish &amp;amp; chips and crab were really good.   We rushed from there to the bus stop......arriving at "just" the right time.  Thank goodness as it was hotter than ____!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were feeling our age and looking forward to relaxing........unfortunately the room had not been serviced.  So we did a photography run around the property and read awhile in the spacious lobby.  (I am reading "The Political Mind" which Tom has finished and really recommends to all).  When we finally came back to the room, it was in perfect order.  This really is a Magic Kingdom!  The rain clouds have cleared and all is well in our world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-7186451703227779074?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/7186451703227779074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=7186451703227779074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/7186451703227779074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/7186451703227779074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/disney-resort-yes-disney-world-no.html' title='&quot;Disney Resort, YES!  Disney World, NO!&quot;'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuHVtcZ42FI/AAAAAAAAADE/QdWVn1WYVsM/s72-c/DSCN1473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-4478406740633061477</id><published>2007-09-06T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:17:39.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Gentlemen.....start your engines................."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuCmQsZ42CI/AAAAAAAAACs/9RrAO1EUtfE/s1600-h/DSCN1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuCmQsZ42CI/AAAAAAAAACs/9RrAO1EUtfE/s320/DSCN1060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107264783166003234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuCmFcZ42BI/AAAAAAAAACk/aTdP8zq2OlU/s1600-h/DSCN1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuCmFcZ42BI/AAAAAAAAACk/aTdP8zq2OlU/s320/DSCN1435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107264589892474898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuCl2MZ42AI/AAAAAAAAACc/pXhNV46-jDs/s1600-h/DSCN1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuCl2MZ42AI/AAAAAAAAACc/pXhNV46-jDs/s320/DSCN1054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107264327899469826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to pack up and move on!  Car is "ready" and we are off to Panera for a bite to eat, a cup of coffee AND the blog for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we head for DAYTONA!  How we got there?  Only the Lord and "Naggy/Nellie" really know.  We sort of went down Highway 1....but we completely blew off St. Augustine.  Being particularly bright, I figured this out.....about 30 miles later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got to THE track at Daytona.  I cannot even imagine what THAT experience would be like on a NASCAR race day!  Of course, the first raindrops we have seen in months.....fell just as we got there!  Let me tell you, they must have been storing it up there.  We had a lousy lunch at the only eaterie open and then enjoyed a SUPER 3'D IMAX production about NASCAR and the races at Daytona.  (Their 50th anniversary is next February).  Fantastic!!  You know that damn tire barely missed me.......and Tom too!  Miraculously, by the time that the film was over and we had experienced the hands-on exhibits (sans the pit crew effort!).....the weather had cleared and we got on the next open-air tour bus.  We got a nice tour of the track areas.  Did you know that it is possible to do 3 laps in the passenger seat (at some ungodly speed) for a mere $143?!  They suit up.....helmet et al.....and go like hell.  Quite a thrill ride---but expensive.  Also, for an UNDISCLOSED fee, YOU can DRIVE some laps.  (It might dwarf the national debt.....even under Bush).  Last stop was at the product shop.  Oh, how I wish Lee Anne could be there!  She would eat up the Jeff Gordon stuff.  Well, maybe a little will go home with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get our act together and head for "Shades of Green".....the military resort/hotel at Disney World.  Oooops!  "Naggie/Nelly" routed us to a LOCAL Shades of Green.  (Took awhile to figure that one out!)  Then, because we were avoiding interstate highways, "she" sent us all over hell's half acre.  Somehow, we got to the Lake Buena Vista, BUT, she did not find our "Shades of Green" (for which we only had a post office box number).  Thank goodness, Tom though of the cell phone.  I called, and, this wonderful operator actually talked us through extensive directions and it took close to 10 minutes/miles!  Boy!  Does this place look great, or what?!  It is BEAUTIFUL.....and, we have a very nice room.  We even had some good wine and a nice dinner on the property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-4478406740633061477?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/4478406740633061477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=4478406740633061477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/4478406740633061477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/4478406740633061477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/gentlemenstart-your-engines.html' title='&quot;Gentlemen.....start your engines.................&quot;'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuCmQsZ42CI/AAAAAAAAACs/9RrAO1EUtfE/s72-c/DSCN1060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-7333016618841775899</id><published>2007-09-06T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T06:32:08.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring in Jacksonville, Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuABPMZ41_I/AAAAAAAAACU/MsE44Bbh8fw/s1600-h/DSCN1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuABPMZ41_I/AAAAAAAAACU/MsE44Bbh8fw/s320/DSCN1040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107083337977616370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuABAsZ41-I/AAAAAAAAACM/5YfWFIFOB-I/s1600-h/DSCN1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuABAsZ41-I/AAAAAAAAACM/5YfWFIFOB-I/s320/DSCN1032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107083088869513186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuAAosZ419I/AAAAAAAAACE/DaNE8wTrWSI/s1600-h/DSCN1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuAAosZ419I/AAAAAAAAACE/DaNE8wTrWSI/s320/DSCN1428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107082676552652754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A leisurely start to our day...... first stop Panera Bread on Atlantic Road.  Free WIFI!  and you can enjoy your coffee too!  So, we got the blog up-to-date and went on from there to visit downtown Jacksonville.  The area is accessed by a network of bridges......some old, some modern.  The riverfront area is lined with tall buildings (skyscrapers Florida-style).  Question:  what are they anchored in at the bottom??????? hopefully, not sand!  There is an obvious effort to make the waterfront visitor-friendly.  The "Jacksonville Landing" complex is a semi-circle of indoor/outdoor shops, eateries, and entertainment.  It all faces the water and is one end of a water taxi route that runs across to the museums and Riverwalk on the other side of the St. John River.  We ate at Dona Maria, a so-so Mexican restaurant looking out on the river.  (I'd be hardput to recommend it to others.)  Again, the midday weather was a sunny scorcher!  "Nellie/Naggy" led us through the maze to the MOSH (Museum of Science and History).  Surprisingly the parking was free.  The museum is modest in exhibitions but they are well done.  There is a sizeable dinosaur exhibit with lifelike animals of that era that are animated (including hatching dinosaur eggs).  We went to an excellent planetarium show...but it is so dark and relaxing that staying awake was difficult!  The museum is especially well done for interactive exhibits for school age children (and Senior citizens who aren't afraid to play).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops.....didn't mention that dear ole Tom actually offered to take me to a really nice SCRAPBOOK store between the Panera stop and downtown Jacksonville.  You know it is like putting a kid in a candy shoppe.  I was reasonably constrained, but it wasn't easy.  Prepared to make my best friend's birthday card.......and it is done and in the mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accomplished another goal during the evening...........the umpty ump clippings of the John Edwards' campaign are now in chronological order and taped onto pages in a loose leaf notebook (so I can add more if I find something that has actually gone by).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-7333016618841775899?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/7333016618841775899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=7333016618841775899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/7333016618841775899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/7333016618841775899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/exploring-in-jacksonville-florida.html' title='Exploring in Jacksonville, Florida'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RuABPMZ41_I/AAAAAAAAACU/MsE44Bbh8fw/s72-c/DSCN1040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-5749196755290426632</id><published>2007-09-05T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T07:44:19.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our day to "look" YOUNGER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt7ApsZ418I/AAAAAAAAAB8/fLGXqPFeWlQ/s1600-h/DSCN1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt7ApsZ418I/AAAAAAAAAB8/fLGXqPFeWlQ/s320/DSCN1422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106730850011633602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt7AcsZ417I/AAAAAAAAAB0/00a5lUQjmPw/s1600-h/DSCN1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt7AcsZ417I/AAAAAAAAAB0/00a5lUQjmPw/s320/DSCN1019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106730626673334194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt7AJ8Z416I/AAAAAAAAABs/BcdfyfKx7bU/s1600-h/DSCN1411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt7AJ8Z416I/AAAAAAAAABs/BcdfyfKx7bU/s320/DSCN1411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106730304550786978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt6_4sZ415I/AAAAAAAAABk/iUEC2-etFtw/s1600-h/DSCN1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt6_4sZ415I/AAAAAAAAABk/iUEC2-etFtw/s320/DSCN1394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106730008198043538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.....they do have "firm" beds!  but, we slept well and breakfasted in the room.....we are deep in peaches (Georgia that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop of the day is Barnes and Noble (which was not easy to locate).  Their wireless service is not free but it clearly tops the nearly non-existent service at the room.  We caught up on yesterday's blog and "happened" to buy some stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan for the day is a work-in-progress but the focus is St. Augustine.  As we are still avoiding interstates, we went down on Highway 1 and back on A1A along the ocean.  Lots to look at en route.  On arrival there, we began our quest for the Visitors' Center.  It became a walking tour in the historic section.  We did about a mile.....unless you add on the zigzagging in/out of shops and alleys.  It is very Spanish (not Mexican) as expected.  St. George Street is the heart of the shopping and sightseeing.  We enjoyed seafood at the "White Lion".  It looks across to the very old fort (Castillo de San Marcos) on the other side of the highway.  It made me think of El Morro in San Juan.  The Fort (and many other places) are constructed of COQUINA.  This is a soft, shell rock embedded with oyster shells.  We chose not to patronize the endless small museums.....how many arifacts can your brain assimilate?????  Many restaurants and food boutiques and tons of little shops.  Many are down covered alleyways....which is a blessing because the midday sun was brutal.  We walked as far as the oldest Catholic church in America.  A little shoppe/tea garden, "Spice Topia" was a disappointment....but had a wonderful teacup fountain in the tea garden.  A dinnerware store was very interesting.  ('Just as well that it is 500 miles from home!)  The Visitor Center had a small shop and I added the "St. Augustine Lighthouse" to the ornaments for out Travel Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again in the AIR CONDITIONED car, we sought the actual lighthouse and it was on Anastasia Island (actually it is part of St. Augustine).  Our last/important stop was at the privately owned place where Ponce de Leone landed in 1513.  Yes, we drank the water!  Aquafina may not be out of business.....but, I am younger already!    The story is that he came ashore (from his base as govenor of Puerto Rico) in search of the tall men.  His peers were about 4'5" and usually died by age 35.  The local "tall men" (Indians) were closer to 7'.  He absolutely believed in the powers of the local water....and grew to 4'11", dying as the result of wounds received at the age of 62.  He never returned to this part of Florida, but carried the water with him when he left here.  Was this science.......or mind-over-matter.....or JUST COINCIDENCE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return trip along the coast was somewhat disappointing as the high dunes are (of ecological necessity) covered with vegetation.  Hence, you only have an occasional glimpse of the sea sparkling in the sun.  The seaside properties run the gamut from fairly humble to McMansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a day!  Now where did I put the sunscreen??????  'Neglected to note that we are living "on the beach"....but on the first floor you don't see a lot over the dunes.  Out there, at low tide, it is like walking on a CLEAN sidewalk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-5749196755290426632?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/5749196755290426632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=5749196755290426632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/5749196755290426632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/5749196755290426632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-day-to-look-younger.html' title='Our day to &quot;look&quot; YOUNGER!'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt7ApsZ418I/AAAAAAAAAB8/fLGXqPFeWlQ/s72-c/DSCN1422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-1982210000900662017</id><published>2007-09-04T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T07:15:30.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY LABOR DAY!   Sept. 4, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt1oe8Z414I/AAAAAAAAABc/78jiqp6fIxk/s1600-h/DSCN1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt1oe8Z414I/AAAAAAAAABc/78jiqp6fIxk/s320/DSCN1383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106352433328084866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt1oRcZ413I/AAAAAAAAABU/z5n18BnUODg/s1600-h/DSCN0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt1oRcZ413I/AAAAAAAAABU/z5n18BnUODg/s320/DSCN0999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106352201399850866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt1n-MZ412I/AAAAAAAAABM/7WABnJvF3RU/s1600-h/DSCN0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt1n-MZ412I/AAAAAAAAABM/7WABnJvF3RU/s320/DSCN0995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106351870687369058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared out of the gardenless Hilton Garden Inn to seek breakfast downtown at an acclaimed bakery/eatery on Barnard St. in the City Market area...... oops! closed for the holiday!  We DID see LONG lines of crazy people waiting for the NOON seating at "Lady and Sons" (Paula Deen) at 9:30am!   Plan B: locate "Clary's" on Abercorn (404)....known  from the infamous Savannah book, "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil" (which has become a cottage industry locally).  We had eaten there with Carol Genovese several years ago and it was fun to go back......and, it solved the breakfast dilemma.  A BEAUTIFUL DAY!  We decided to head South as we have "done" Savannah several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Naggy/Nellie" was instructed to keep us OFF interstates, so it was US17 most of the way.  It is SO MUCH more interesting and traffic was minimal (in spite of the holiday).  We looked forward to visiting Jekyll Island.  There are some magnificent bridges along today's route.....and one was near the turn for Jekyll Island.  It is a "gated" Island with a long history.  In days gone by, it was a haven for the rich and famous.  Some of their elaborate housing is still evident and beautiful..... reminds me of the Hotel DelCoronado near San Diego.  We decided to switch lunch and dinner.  Had very good food at a AAA recommended place called "Zachary's".  The REALLY fresh seafood is simply and perfectly prepared.  Yum!   The whole lifestyle is quite like Hilton Head.  We went around the island and did a little Christmas shopping at a Christmas Shoppe....yeah!    I weakened and added another Santa to the collection as well as a new ornament for the "Travel Tree".  We nearly collapsed laughing as we traveled onward.....one little road is named, "Rising Daughter" and in Woodbine, Georgia a creepy old antique store had this sign out front:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"OPEN. Dead Peoples Things for Sale"&lt;/span&gt;......how about that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding the Navy Base at Mayport would have been a nightmare without the damn navigator.  Jacksonville is a web of highways.....and, I could not retrace our steps if my very life depended on it.  Somehow, some way....we got to the Navy Lodge.  We have a studio room set up with a minimal kitchen.  A quick trip to the Fleet Store, a little improvisation, and, a bag full of super succulent peaches....we are setup just fine for our 3 nights here.  If you tweak things a bit here and there, things usually workout quite well!  The breeze is great and the skies are blue.  God help the people in Beliz with the hurricane Felix at their doorstep (literally).....and  may we NOT see any!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376468417283743717-1982210000900662017?l=downthecoast.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/1982210000900662017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376468417283743717&amp;postID=1982210000900662017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1982210000900662017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376468417283743717/posts/default/1982210000900662017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downthecoast.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-labor-day-sept-4-2007.html' title='HAPPY LABOR DAY!   Sept. 4, 2007'/><author><name>Tom &amp;amp; Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11597118133508792546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03649864745701651147'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rt1oe8Z414I/AAAAAAAAABc/78jiqp6fIxk/s72-c/DSCN1383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376468417283743717.post-9122946540893032431</id><published>2007-09-02T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T15:07:10.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rtsw18Z411I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JPCyMVgHxDc/s1600-h/DSCN1377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/Rtsw18Z411I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JPCyMVgHxDc/s320/DSCN1377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105728305860499282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RtswtcZ410I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KhO7U3-lG3k/s1600-h/DSCN0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hFdeMCl7BQs/RtswtcZ410I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KhO7U3-lG3k/s320/DSCN0971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105728159831611202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way.........."bright  (?) and early (!)"..........Sunday, Sept. 2, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop:  Pittsboro!  Absolutely "need" fueling with Hardee's ham/biscuit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set ole "naggy/Nellie" for the metropolis of Bishopsville, SC......wherever that is!  This is 100% based on an article from the N&amp;amp;O.  For all practical purposes, exit Fearrington on 15/501 South and just keep going on US15.  If you hit Sumter, SC ........you missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En route the "lightbulb went on"!  We had a "Home Alone" experience!  Our traveling troll, "Jacko", is sitting by the fireplace at 550 Weathersfield!  Oh well, pass the wine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our purpose in going to Bishopville was to see the amazing Fryar's Topiary Garden.  Mr. Pearl Fryar (age 67) is retired from working in a can factory.  In 1984 he wanted his to be the "Yard- of-the-Month and he began creating topiaries.  (Don't know that he got the award ....but can't imagine that he didn't!)  He has now developed 3 acres of unbelievable greenery and flowers ........spirals, swags, boughs, arches, blooms that spell out words  i.e. GOOD WILL, and, metal scupture accents.  It appeared that he had shared his talents in neighbors' yards too.  We didn't have a chance to meet him.....it was our loss.  FANTASTIC!  If you ever want to stop, it us just north of I-20, a left off US15 onto a tiny little BROAD ACRES ROAD (#145).....look for 3 young topiaries on the corner of his road and US15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On down the road (US15) we joined I-95 for awhile and soon exited at Santee, SC to return to a restaurant we have visited before.....Clark's in Santee, SC.  We recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tooling along on I-95, we heard about a deluge storm in Richmond Hill and Chatham County (now that's Georgia, not North Carolina which desparately needs it).  Guess where Savannah is? Yup!  Chatham County, GA!  Fortunately it was over when we got there.  Actually the Hilton Garden Inn on Abercorn was a welcome sight.  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