Day #8: Florida Beaches

We can't seem to wake up at any sort of respectable hour. Today was another day where our alarm clock was the cleaning crew knocking on our door, seems to be the rule rather than the exception. Maybe we need more sleep to digest all this food we've been eating...

We were an hour outside of Jacksonville so we skipped breakfast (or I guess it was lunch at this hour), decided to head for lunch there and then Atlantic beach. We had what was probably our most disappointing meal at Culhane's Irish Pub. The lamb sliders that Seb, Jeb and I ordered were the worst $10 we had spent so far on this trip. Susan's shepherd's pie was overly sweet and I don't remember dLo's meal. To make up for the disappointment of the slider I ordered the potatoe skins, which were famous for their caramelized onions, and then promptly pulled them off. Onions make me gassy and no one wants a gassy pilot on a road-trip. Seb got the Guinness stew which he took to-go and ate the rest in the Outlet mall parking lot 6 hours later. Surprisingly it was still warm and delicious.

We spent the rest of the day at Atlantic beach. It's becoming blatantly obvious that if a female football league ever starts up Susie will be their first star asian quarterback. She throws a tighter spiral than Payton Manning. All this after only first picking up a football 2 days ago. None of the above can be said for Jeb or dLo... They're like Swiss cheese.

With copious amounts of sand in places you should NEVER have sand we took off for St. Augustine. This place is absolutely incredible. It's a little taste of Spain right in the middle of Florida, it's also the oldest town in the US. We all loved it. For dinner we found a tiny Cuban restaurant called La Herenicia Cafe in beautiful downtown St. Augustine and were served by a very cute waitress from Connecticut. The food was amazing and more than made up for the disappointment of Culhane's at lunch. Jeb got a girly drink and Susie ordered a salad.

As luck would have it we were also right next door to the local cougar watering hole so there was plenty of eye candy walking by. Albeit some were in dire need of a reality check, tight white jeans only look good on a particular body, otherwise it looks like you're making home made cottage cheese. And that's not something anyone wants to see.

A couple doors further down we also spotted a polish and Greek food store and diner with a polish flag waving on the outside. A bit odd to see in such a small town.

Tomorrow we're flying back home but we're still planning on hitting the beach if we wake up at a reasonable hour that is.