It is only a four hours away from us, so we took of Friday morning-ish and drove straight to the St. Augustine Beach. The kiddos had their swimsuits on under their clothes, their sunglasses on their faces, and their beach gear in their hands. Time couldn't go by quickly enough!So we got there, set up our little umbrellas and our two folding chairs, took this picture, and then the kids were off! They had a blast playing on the beach. The boys and Kamy love playing on the shoreline and in the waves, but Georgie prefers to just hang out under the umbrella, playing with the sand.
Heath spent most of the time in the water, and I joined him a little bit too, but because Georgie preferred the sand, I was limited to staying by her side, but this is my favorite picture of the day. Just Heath and I relaxing, and none of our "fat parts" showing in the picture!!
After a nice afternoon at the beach, we loaded everyone up, went to the hotel, and washed all that sand off. We ordered some dinner and spent a relaxing evening watching the fireworks from New York on TV. We would have liked to see real fireworks, but after bathing everyone and getting dinner, it was too late to find a spot, not to mention finding parking and then walking over there, what with half the town there already. Oh well.
The next day, after a pitiful breakfast at the hotel (which had problems in itself, such as the toilet not flushing and a dirty room [we switched rooms] and calking from the stairway that got all over my kids' shoes and thus, ended up all over the carpet) we thankfully checked out and then spent an hour or so at the outlets that were right across the street. Soon, the kiddos were begging for the beach again but on the way, we stopped off at the Fortress, which is still mighty and strong. It was built by the Spanish, I think, and served as a great protector to the city for many a years. (sorry Margarite if I'm not doing justice to the history)
Ok, feeling guilty, so I copied this from a site about St. Augustine: The massive stone Castillo de San Marcos, the impressive fortress built by the Spanish in 1672. Inside, you can explore guard rooms, powder magazines, the chapel, shot furnaces, and underground storage chambers. You can also climb the steep stairs to walk along the parapet walls where several original cannons are still mounted and get a Spanish-eye view of the channel and the town.
Heath was interested in the jailhouse. Surprisingly, it was locked!
Up on the roof, the kids liked looking out over the inlet. I know I've mentioned this before, but look! They are standing in birth order. I tell ya. All the time. My kids are wierd.
Georgie didn't like being the cannon ball!
When we were getting ready to go, here come the Spanish, marching up the stairs and ready to demonstrate the firing of the cannons. So we stayed and watched. Keaton freaked out with anticipation of the loud cannons, so Heath had to take him away so as to not disturb everyone else. Here is a shot of the cannons going off. Notice the Spanish. They are plugging their ears. Smart guys!
Let me tell you, I don't think I've ever been so hot. I felt like I was melting. I was so glad when we were done exploring the rooftop. My goodness!! So hot.
So after we ate lunch, we went to Vilano Beach and spent the rest of the day there before we took off to drive back home.
The beach was covered in these teeny tiny broken shells. It really STUCK to your skin! It was so hard to wash off. In fact, I'm sure the kids still have some stuck in the crevises.....
Didn't seem to phase Georgie, though. She kept rolling around in it.
Finally, it was about 4 pm and time to start for home. We weren't even in the car 5 minutes (not yet at the freeway) when I turned around and saw the kids zonked out.We had a great weekend together. Happy Independence Day!