Ahh… how I love Saint Augustine. The history,
the plethora of food and beverages, the relaxed nature of the town, the
hauntedness (don't think that's a word… but I'm using it anyways). Our
trip was everything I imagined… plus a little added bonus. We arrived to
our beautiful hotel and ventured out for lunch at The Floridian. It was
so good. I was skeptical but Brax wanted to go and I wanted food and a
beer so I was in. Probably the best meal of the trip. We spent the
rest of the day exploring, shopping, and relaxing at the pool.
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| Waiting for some deliciousness at The Floridian |
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| Another great restaurant, Catch 27, great seafood so I hear… I preferred the meatloaf… plus it was BYOB… does it get any better? |
So about three in the morning I awoke to Braxton
turning on the light in our room. I was annoyed… do you really need to
turn on the light to make it to the bathroom?… but returned to my slumber
nonetheless. It wasn't until the morning that I was informed that it was
not my husband who turned on the light, but he in fact was turning it off.
That's right… somehow the entire light switch was turned to the on
position. Which led to my internet investigation which in turn led to me
finding out that our fancy expensive hotel was in fact one of the most haunted
hotels in Saint Augustine. Are you kidding me? And on top of that… the
fourth floor is where most paranormal activity is reported… guess what room we
were in … 434. I love me a good scary
movie from the comfort and safety of my own living room… I do not want to be
the star of one. Needless to say I did not get much sleep Saturday night
waiting for a light to flick on or a ghostly man to come walking through my
hotel room (thank you internet for your wealth of information to scare the
bejesus out of me). Thankfully the night was uneventful and though I didn't sleep much was distracted somewhat by the movie Magic Mike which just happened to be on… lucky me.
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| Our haunted hotel |
The girls did fairly well considering we rarely
leave them alone and it was Lana's first nighttime without me. I don't
think Aunt Cassie and Grandma got a ton of sleep… Lana was being a pistol… but
everyone survived and I am so grateful we were able to get some much needed relaxation.
Speaking of my little pistol… she has yet to take decent consistent naps
or sleep through the night. I am grateful because even without a ton of
sleep she is still quite jolly. We have
been waiting for her to crawl… she has done her darndest to avoid it. She gets across the entire living room
without it… but today was the day she decided she wanted sister’s pom poms and
nothing was going to stop her. I have
yet to catch her on video… but it will happen.
I have a feeling she is never going to stop… lord help us all.
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| She steals a rock from this man's yard every time we walk by it.. luckily his whole yard is made of rocks so hopefully he won't notice! |
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