ST AUGUSTINE ISN'T AN OLD CITY - AT LEAST NOT WHAT WE COULD SEE!
FRIDAY, SATURDAY, WHATEVER DAY! Camera fades in on Friday morning and we're in Jacksonville staying with our friends Becky & Rick. An idea occurs to all of us that we should drive over to St. Augustine (the oldest city in America - but they never asked the Indians did they?) and look at old sh_t. Suddenly Vaseline is smeared on the camera lens and the next 36 hours are a blur - thus ending our career as screenplay writers.
Let's see if this can be pieced together from photos on our camera, police reports and the various dents and scratches in Rick & Becky's car and the rips in the upholstery. We drove about and hour and a half, we parked just blocks from the St. Augustine waterfront and set about exploring the old town. We saw a bar, we saw a bartender, we saw another bar, we saw another bartender, we saw some beer, we saw some more beer - St. Augustine is quite a historic city. What architecture! Look, we're not travel agents, but we suggest EVERYONE visit here soon.
Around midnight we drove an hour and a half back to Jacksonville. Somewhere along the way we drove through a McDonald's for hot apple pies, we stopped at a package store for an 18-pak of Budweiser and we bought $4 bucks of regular unleaded gas at a Kangaroo Mart. Our friends that are pilots say that any landing you can walk away from is a good one - and we walked away from this one. Well, we technically crawled away, but we did maintain forward momentum under our own power and that counts! Now it's Saturday, we're laying around the Becky & Rick's pool chewing Ibuprofen like Sweet Tarts and planning what historic sights we'll visit tonight. Anybody have a guess?...
Beer is part of the food pyramid you know! Focus on the Bud poster - pay attention to nothing else!
We tried to "borrow" these but the security guard was a B_tch! Goodbye to the oldest city in America!
Let's see if this can be pieced together from photos on our camera, police reports and the various dents and scratches in Rick & Becky's car and the rips in the upholstery. We drove about and hour and a half, we parked just blocks from the St. Augustine waterfront and set about exploring the old town. We saw a bar, we saw a bartender, we saw another bar, we saw another bartender, we saw some beer, we saw some more beer - St. Augustine is quite a historic city. What architecture! Look, we're not travel agents, but we suggest EVERYONE visit here soon.
Around midnight we drove an hour and a half back to Jacksonville. Somewhere along the way we drove through a McDonald's for hot apple pies, we stopped at a package store for an 18-pak of Budweiser and we bought $4 bucks of regular unleaded gas at a Kangaroo Mart. Our friends that are pilots say that any landing you can walk away from is a good one - and we walked away from this one. Well, we technically crawled away, but we did maintain forward momentum under our own power and that counts! Now it's Saturday, we're laying around the Becky & Rick's pool chewing Ibuprofen like Sweet Tarts and planning what historic sights we'll visit tonight. Anybody have a guess?...
Beer is part of the food pyramid you know! Focus on the Bud poster - pay attention to nothing else!
We tried to "borrow" these but the security guard was a B_tch! Goodbye to the oldest city in America!
Kevin, how many times do I have to tell you that keeping your mouth open that wide attracts insects. We see that you both are trying to take advantage of your friends, forcing them to drink heavy doses of Budweiser and then making them ydrive you around you silly bastards you. Keep up the good work, we are proud of all your accomplishments. Remember this always our fine friends, we cannot help but love you both.
guy and cary.
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Among other issues, Kevin obviously has the medical condition "Alien Hand" syndrome (goggle it). And if you don't have that problem yourself, you could always blame it on "wandering hand, as Kevin does!
L&M
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