After our visit to the fort, we headed to town and found a place for lunch before splitting up. The boys headed to the Pirate Museum and the girls, well...as our 7 year old would say.... Duh. We went shopping.
There were so many unique shops and we didn't have nearly enough time to even get close to seeing/visiting them all.
The girls found some postcards and bracelets, Wendy found a jacket, I found a hat for Greg and some candy for Mark for a deal we had worked out. We were watching the clock to catch the last trolley of the day back to the jail/our parking spot. The last trolley leaves the jail at 4:30 and it's about a 70 minute loop, so our plan was to catch it at one of the final stops back.
I was taking this picture of the street when I noticed that Allan walked into the end of line of vision. I hadn't seen him for hours.
A quick quiz learned me that he'd been roaming around meeting the locals and visiting all the art galleries around town. He also reminded me that it was almost time to catch that trolley. A half hour later I group texted everyone and told them to all find a trolley stop and we'll meet up at the jail. Worked slick.
The streets were beautiful. There were so many hidden treasures. One open door led to this lovely spot, in which was another door that led to a quaint little boutique.
We also saw several street performers. A magician, a juggler, a guy on the drums and a few guitar players.
We liked this one best because he serenaded Wendy. I think she liked it.
Back at the van and able to push off thoughts of dinner a little bit longer due to our late lunch - we decided to drive up A1A a little bit and check out the Matanzas River. Our friend Amy had seen dolphins there the day prior, so we were hopeful.
A dolphin tour was one of the things we had hoped to do this trip but a combination of weather and the other things we did, it just didn't pan out.
On a sidenote - I had this kid to the doctor yesterday (strep throat) and since it's been since November since he was last at the doctor, I took a guess before he stepped on the scale. I guessed two inches and five pounds.
I was right on the two inches - but he has gained twenty-four (!!!) pounds since November. Not a wonder nothing fits. He's just a solid husky kid and he plays as hard as the rest of them. We keep saying he's going to be built like Greg's brother Joel.
Wendy - wearing her newly purchased jacket and looking for dolphins. We didn't see any, but the view was still worth it. A relaxing wind down.
This guy took his dog to shore so his dog could do his business.
I could tell they found something interesting.
That's my husband, always trying to get something or someone riled up.
It was a good day.
One day left.....