I don't think I've been to Jacksonville, Florida before, but my family spent a few summers in Florida when I was a girl, so maybe I have. Anyway, it was a much bigger city than I expected it to be. On Friday night after Kent and I checked into the Residence Inn we drove for about 20 minutes out to the beach, but it was dark and much chillier than we expected it to be, and the part of town we were in seemed a bit seedy. So much for the romantic evening stroll along the beach!
Saturday morning we went to a National park built over the remains of French fort from the 1590's. The play was from 2-5pm, and we dashed right out after the applause started so we could start our return trip. Once we got onto the I95 going northbound, I smiled when the GPS said "proceed on this road for 667 miles," since it usually says something like 4.5 miles.
It rained pretty much the entire way back to Virginia-- it was, indeed, a rainy night in Georgia, South Carolina and Virginia, (though it let up for most of the time in North Carolina.) We arrived home at 3am, and were in church at 9am.
2 comments:
Yeah, we're not really road trip people, are we? We're all about flying to cool places! I'm glad you got to see the play; I'm excited for when it comes here next month!
I remember your little trips to London plays--wish I could have gone. I love Fiddler!
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