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Published: August 9th 2007
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DJGBSGISP
the entrance to the park The spring semester of Junior year at CN was so difficult; it was full of studying, homework, tests, projects, papers, and many late nights. When February came around, my roommates (most of them, at least) and I realized that Spring Break was just around the corner, and we needed a very relaxing break. We had never been on a Spring Break trip before, and we wanted to go somewhere that would allow us to leave the everyday behind. After a ruthless search on the Internet, we came up with so many possibilities, but one choice shined above them all - Dr. Julian G. Bruce St. George Island State Park (or DJGBSGISP or St. George). I think we made a great choice.
St. George had everything that we wanted - an island getaway, little to no people, a beautiful beach, enchanting wildlife, a place to camp & hike, and much more to be discovered. The island is five miles off the coast of Florida in the Gulf of Mexico and is divided into three parts. The west end is a gated community, the middle section is the small town and beach houses, and the end is dominated by the state park.
Enjoying the Beach
my comrads - Brian & Brwyan The park is where we spent most of our time.
We spent the entire first day relaxing in the park. I woke up early that morning (unlike my comrads) to watch the awesome sunrise from the beach that was basically right outside our tent. When my fellow campers woke up, we all went to the beach to have a great day under the sun. The amazing thing about the beach at St. George is that it lasts for 9 miles; you can post a spot on the beach and not see hardly anyone else (granted, we were there in March but it was near 80 degrees F). The sand was so smooth and white, and the waves were small and calm. The sun was warm but not humid. All those ingredients mixed to make a perfect visit to the beach.
We did, however, make one little mistake; we forgot to put on sun tan lotion. That was a mistake that we would regret for the rest of the time at St. George because we definitely were covered with sunburns. Putting on a shirt or showering caused much pain and anguish.
The second day was filled with rain,
Seagull
a seagull enjoyed our presence one evening on the beach but that didn't bother us too much. It gave us an opportunity to visit the beach community, and it would give some relief to our burns. The St. George community is very quaint. The beach houses were beautiful, and some of them were very unique. One looked like a kid's lookout tower while another looked like large, tropical bungalow. The shops, of course, had many souvenirs; it looked as though everything was sitting around waiting for the summer tourist season. After looking around the town, we headed back to the park and hung out at the picnic shelters; we even went into one of the very nice bathrooms and played card games so the cards wouldn't blow away. We then traveled to Eastpoint across the bay and ate at an eccentric seafood restaurant complete with dozens of peacocks. We then went to an old fishing village and walked around town and visited an old-fashioned malt shop. Traveling across the five-mile bridge was the best part of the day since it gave us a great view of the glorious sunset.
We woke up on the third day with one of my roommates very sick from the muscles he ate the
Roommates
the three of us enjoying the evening on the beach night before (good thing I decided to order something else). After his sickness passed a bit, he was still very weak but said it would be fine for my other roommate and me to go do stuff. We decided to take what we thought was a small hike to the end of the park; well, it turned out to be more like 5 miles one way. I don't think my other roommate was too happy nor was the sick one since we left him for a few hours. We spent the rest of our time on the beach, but we were protected with full clothing this time.
The nights were probably the most amazing and relaxing moments in my life. We would go to the beach after the sun had fully set. We would lay down and look straight up to the stars shining above. It was amazing because the island has no streetlights and the sky was completely clear; these conditions were perfect for some great star gazing. It was so relaxing to lay on the soft sand with the waves brushing against the shore with no one around. Talk about pure relaxation!
We noticed that the
Florida!
We finally made it to fla island enjoyed what we called the "St. George Way of Life." The few people that inhabits the island move to a slower pace and wear nothing but casual clothing. The cars of St. George don't go very fast. The radio station (Oyster Radio, which we fell in love with) only played slow-paced beach tunes, 24/7. We didn't have to follow any strict restrictions or rules; we just had to enjoy life. And that is what the people of St. George do - they just enjoy life. We had a great time while at St. George, and we will certainly miss the "St. George Way of Life."
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