Friday, May 30, 2014

A Night on the Town in St Augustine

St. Augustine was one of the only places we really wanted to see on our way back up, since we barely got a chance on the way down. It is America's oldest city after all. After recovering from our exhausting travels in the ICW, we set out to see the city.
Couldn't help myself :)

We made a trip to Flagler College, a once very prestigious hotel that only the richest of the rich (both in money and in the social hierarchy) were allowed to stay, and they had to stay (or at least pay) for the entire "hotel season", about 5 months. Built by Henry Flagler, along with some help from Rockefeller and Thomas Edison, this huge and beautifully ornate structure only took 18 months to build. It is also covered in Tiffany stained glass, and is the first use of Tiffany Blue. It was really beautiful, and I'm so jealous of the students that get to study in here, it reminded me of Hogwarts, but several decades earlier.
The first use of  Tiffany Blue
Admiring Thomas Edison's clock

 We also took a tour of the distillery, and the guys bought some vodka (which to me tasted far too close to my nail polish remover), but it was interesting to see behind the scenes. 

We decided to treat ourselves to a nice dinner and night out on the town (I mean it was a Friday night, not that we needed an excuse). Turns out the nightlife in St. Augustine is not quite what it is in Montreal. Leaving the restaurant a young guy driving a bicycle rickshaw offered us a free ride, but I don't think he new what he was getting into, since there was only enough room for 2 people, but we made it work for 4. We made for a heavy load, and I'm pretty sure the poor guy retired for the night after. We ended up at the local Legion (does it get cooler than that?). There was very cheap drinks and a colourful crowd. We didn't think we'd end up there (at least not the whole night), but the next thing you know we are actually getting kicked out the back door because they were closing, that's how you know you're having fun, when they make you leave.

Don't ask...
John making friends at the Legion
The next day was a bit rough for everyone, so I spent the day with Dexter roaming St. George street, in the many little boutiques and shops. I was exhausted after, because walking with Dexter can be exhausting when every second person wants to stop and pet him and chat. I love meeting people, I even enjoy small talk, but after the first 100 times, it gets a bit much. There were also many many other dogs out and about and Dexter would get very excited about each and every one. I feel like every time he sees another dog he freaks out and says "Help! Help! I'm trapped on a boat with 2 crazy people! They only give me a 2'x2' patch of grass to pee on-its torture! Save me!". Sorry Dexter, there's no use. It could be worse, I saw a dog walking the streets actually wearing human hipster glasses, or the stroller full of tiny dogs dressed in costumes labelled "pet therapy". When those dogs saw Dexter they started freaking out and barking, probably saying "Stop complaining! At least you don't have to play dress up EVERY day of your life-only on Halloween or special holidays, you don't know how good you have it!". The woman pushing them made many an excuse, "They're not supposed to bark, they never do this!", I felt especially sorry for the one dressed as a sailor. I'm very happy we decided to stop back into St. Augustine!

Did he leave a message?

A little creepy 

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