Jeanie and I decided to continue this weekend's theme of acting like tourists in the local vicinity...
So, Sunday, we headed south to St. Augustine.
We drove down the quick way - A1A to I-95 to SR-16.
Before getting on I-95, I treated Jeanie to a fancy Mother's Day breakfast at the golden arches drive through.
The drive down took about an hour and a quarter. After arriving in St. Augustine, we decided to continue on to the beach, and then come back to tour the city.
We stopped by a couple of the tour operators on the way, but decided that we would save riding one of the tour shuttle/bus/trains until "next time."
We drove across the Bridge Of Lions to Anastasia Island and paid the $5 "toll" to drive on St. Augustine Beach. The sand was quite soft, and there was more "traffic" than we would have expected, but it did give us an opportunity to see the nice wide beach. After leaving the beach, we headed back to town.
After finding a place to park near the marina, we decided to go take a look, as one of my coworkers lives on his boat at the marina. Sure enough, he was "home" and was incredibly welcoming to a couple of casual acquaintance drop in unannounced people. Mike gave us a quick tour of his boat, and offered a number of good suggestions regarding where to go and what to see. I felt a little funny barging in on him, but he was really hospitable.
After leaving the marina, we walked down St. George Street. If we had lots of money and space, we might have come back with all sorts of stuff, but... By the time we got to the end of the street, we were a bit hot and parched. We stopped at Ann O'malley's and each had a Woodchuck Draft Cider and split a bag of chips.
We walked back towards the car via Cordova St. where we found Flagler College. We ended up walking around beautiful entrance and rotunda, admiring the wonderful architecture.
We were both hungry, so we headed back toward the center of the tourist area. We ended up having lunch at the Alcapulco Mexican Restaurant. We got a great table on the second floor balcony, which afforded us a fantastic view. Jeanie and I shared a yummy strawberry margarita and both had Bistec Mexicano which was delicious.
We decided to drive the slow way back - A1A all the way.
We were amazed by the homes in Ponte Vedra. There was mile after mile of beach mansions, which looked more like hotels than private homes.
In the spirit of the day, we decided to take the ferry rather than the bridge. The ride was very short, but it was something different.
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Posted by David at May 16, 2006 05:37 PM