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Published: March 26th 2017
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Lunch at Uncle Eddie's Tallahassee RV Park, Tallahassee, Florida
We logged another 250 miles yesterday. But it was green-dot travel, pretty much the whole way. We followed US98 along the coast all the way down to Appalachicola and then went north to Tallahassee. Views of the ocean are frequent, and when you can't see the ocean, you are looking at stunning ocean-front homes, some small, some huge. And when you can't see the homes, it's because of thick stands of Florida pine.
Florida is flat - very flat. Joan and I started laughing when, just after crossing into Florida from Alabama (at Florala), we saw a sign that we had just driven over the highest point in the state at a nose-bleeding 345 feet. (This low elevation is going to become even more significant as the world's oceans rise over the next few decades and Florida, the third most populated state in the country and one of the politically most powerful, clamors for federal money to protect itself!). As we drove along the coast we marveled at how many people lived so close to the ocean. We also had the classic debate, ocean-front cottage vs. mountain cabin - mountain cabin won.
But
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A Riverboat(?) in the Marina there is no denying how pretty it is through here. From the white sands down into Navarre, to the more conventional beaches on down to Panama City, and then the views over the sounds and bays on into Appalachicola (I just love saying that name, just kind of rolls off the tongue). We left beachside a little later and headed north into Tallahassee, which, as the capitol city, is stately and very green.
While working for Lockheed Martin, I spent a lot of time at Fort Walton Beach. It was pretty remarkable how much I remembered of the area around there and into Destin. We ate at a lot of restaurants on company money.
Speaking of food, we stopped for lunch at Uncle Ernie's Bayfront Grill at Panama City. Of course, I ordered more fried seafood, this time scallops and oysters. They were terrific, but the best part was sitting out on the deck with a wonderful view of the marina. The restaurant had a small dock and a few customers arrived by boat. Not a bad lifestyle, if you can afford it, I guess. Quantities were more reasonable than the night before.
Although this paragraph will
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Part of the View make no sense to anyone except Joan and I, I just have to record here the facts that 'gizmo' is a more precise noun than 'whatchamacallit', and that one is more likely to find Texas A & M in Texas than in Florida. Don't ask, but we were getting pretty punchy by the time we rolled into Tallahassee at 7:30 pm.
The RV park here is pretty, but we definitely feel out-classed. The huge motor homes are lined up side-by-side and the campground is pretty much full - all 60 spots. It is just a one-nighter, though. We are headed out after a shower and shave for points south. Much to see here in Florida.(17.1.18)
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The Rest of the Story....
Ok, he's the back story on Michael's paragraph: Michael: are we going to the whatchamacallit? Joan: yeah, that's the gizmo. M: oh, that clears it right up! J: (as we passed a street named "College"). Does Tallahassee have a college here, like Texas A&M or something? M: uh, no, that would be in Texas, Joan. It was a long day! What can I say????