It is a beautiful city. There are more churches crammed into a small area that I've ever seen anywhere else. But I didn't go into any of them. After all they are just stain glass windows with pews and alters and arches and if you seen one of them you have just about seen them all.
As beautiful as the city is I took not one picture. You would better of buying postcards. That's because it is so crowded at ground level that I felt a good shot was not possible.
There are two tourist trolleys that travers the city. Old Town Trolleys and the Red Train. We got tickets for the Red Train and mistakenly got on the Old Town Trolley. We went almost the entire tour before we were told we were on the wrong one. But the lady who told us said to just continue our ride and get off at the Visitor Information Center and change trolleys. So be it. When we got on the correct train we noticed that even thought we went to the same places the routes were slightly different. Both trips were very good and the drivers were informative and in some cases comical.
The tickets for The Red Train were $16.00 each and the train is sponsored by Ripley's Believe it or Not. The original Ripply museum is in St Augustine. Since we have been to a couple of them before we opt out, The tickets are three day tickets so you have time to ride around, get on and off at any of the stops, wonder around and then hop on again. We decided to ride through the whole think and see were we might want to go at another time.
The following day we took in the Fort at St Augustine. It has changed hands by treaty a couple of time but has never been conquered. For that reason and by treaty it will fly the Spanish flag until 2050
We've continued to have a running fight with the weather and we have not been the winners. The weather was cold and windy the first day and even though we were layered we were not layered enough. I missed my hat to hold some of the heat in my body. The second day was colder and windier. I had my hat and more layers but I shivered the whole ride and the trip into the fort. At least the fort broke some of the wind but the rides are in open trolleys and the only thing that broke that breeze was me
Bouncing on the wooden benches, huddling up my own body to get some warm, I found myself five days later with muscle cramps in my torso that have keep me awake at night. And here we are on Xmas eve and it's raining outside
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Savanna GA
Well not really Savanna. More like Paula Deen's
Half the fun was getting there. We were making the journey to Paula's and decided to divert ourselves for a short trip to some friends from the old neighborhood. They moved to GA and have enough land to set up some parking sites for a couple of RV's. At the time we were suppose to arrive they were in Atlanta and would not be back for several more hours. Instructions were giving to just pull up and back into one of the sites. Hook up water and electric and hang in until they got home.
We did that and DW pulled up to back into the furthest slot. the soil there is very sandy and DW just happened to get stuck. Stuck to the point we were unable to straighten the front wheels and the rear wheels would not pull us out. What do we do now? Level the unit, extend the slideouts, hook up water and electric, fix dinner and go to bed. Take care of the problem later.
One thing about visiting friends is both parties have to make adjustments in their schedules and they had a full one for the next couple of days. Not so full though we did not make it to Paula's. We went late Friday night and it was crowded. To our luck most of the crowd was a group and they were preparing the first floor for them so our wait was only about half an hour. Our seating was on the third floor. Didn't even know the place was that big.
Paula's has two dining choices. Buffet or menu. DW and I took the menu even though the buffet looked very appetizing to me. I just wanted to try something different. Red snapper in peach sauce, fried grits, asparagus, corn with I don't know what. All I know was it was goooooood eat'n.
Our friends taken on the buffet had a ball with the chicken and ribs. Sweet potatoes that were said to be out of this world and samplings of other fare that I did not taste nor want to taste. I didn't want to confuse my taste buds. But from their return to the line several times I know they were not disappointed.
DW had fried collards. Never heard of them before. Fried green tomatoes. Never had them before. She ate well. Said she was stuffed and I knew it when she through that eating utensil arm across the back of her chair. I never seen that before.
The next morning was dig out day. We started by lowering the jacks, digging out the front wheels and placing some heavy boards under them. Once the jacks wheels were raised some we could lower the jacks more and add some more boards to the wheels. The jacks quit. Oh what now! We diddled around until we located the problem being in the jack on/off switch I managed to jump the switch enough to get the on lamp to come on and then the jacks were operable - - - intermittently. At any rate we continued the procedure until we were able to raise and support the wheels enough to straighten them out and maneuver out of our dilemma. We then pointed the unit toward the open road and sat tight until the next day.
Of course we were not going to waste time. We contacted HWH and discussed the problem with them and the results of our trouble shooting. They agreed with me. So I asked if they could send me a new switch. No. But they could fix the panel if I sent it to them. We discussed the time frame and I decided it was way to long so I ordered a new control panel for the jacks. The next morning we booked. Our friends had obligations to meet and were already on the road earlier that morning. Next stop Fort McAllister, GA.
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Half the fun was getting there. We were making the journey to Paula's and decided to divert ourselves for a short trip to some friends from the old neighborhood. They moved to GA and have enough land to set up some parking sites for a couple of RV's. At the time we were suppose to arrive they were in Atlanta and would not be back for several more hours. Instructions were giving to just pull up and back into one of the sites. Hook up water and electric and hang in until they got home.
We did that and DW pulled up to back into the furthest slot. the soil there is very sandy and DW just happened to get stuck. Stuck to the point we were unable to straighten the front wheels and the rear wheels would not pull us out. What do we do now? Level the unit, extend the slideouts, hook up water and electric, fix dinner and go to bed. Take care of the problem later.
One thing about visiting friends is both parties have to make adjustments in their schedules and they had a full one for the next couple of days. Not so full though we did not make it to Paula's. We went late Friday night and it was crowded. To our luck most of the crowd was a group and they were preparing the first floor for them so our wait was only about half an hour. Our seating was on the third floor. Didn't even know the place was that big.
Paula's has two dining choices. Buffet or menu. DW and I took the menu even though the buffet looked very appetizing to me. I just wanted to try something different. Red snapper in peach sauce, fried grits, asparagus, corn with I don't know what. All I know was it was goooooood eat'n.
Our friends taken on the buffet had a ball with the chicken and ribs. Sweet potatoes that were said to be out of this world and samplings of other fare that I did not taste nor want to taste. I didn't want to confuse my taste buds. But from their return to the line several times I know they were not disappointed.
DW had fried collards. Never heard of them before. Fried green tomatoes. Never had them before. She ate well. Said she was stuffed and I knew it when she through that eating utensil arm across the back of her chair. I never seen that before.
The next morning was dig out day. We started by lowering the jacks, digging out the front wheels and placing some heavy boards under them. Once the jacks wheels were raised some we could lower the jacks more and add some more boards to the wheels. The jacks quit. Oh what now! We diddled around until we located the problem being in the jack on/off switch I managed to jump the switch enough to get the on lamp to come on and then the jacks were operable - - - intermittently. At any rate we continued the procedure until we were able to raise and support the wheels enough to straighten them out and maneuver out of our dilemma. We then pointed the unit toward the open road and sat tight until the next day.
Of course we were not going to waste time. We contacted HWH and discussed the problem with them and the results of our trouble shooting. They agreed with me. So I asked if they could send me a new switch. No. But they could fix the panel if I sent it to them. We discussed the time frame and I decided it was way to long so I ordered a new control panel for the jacks. The next morning we booked. Our friends had obligations to meet and were already on the road earlier that morning. Next stop Fort McAllister, GA.
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