Look! There's Something!

Motivation is pretty hard to come by if you are..say, me. Due to my penchant for languishing in bed and making sure none of my Facebook friends are having too much fun, I haven't gone out much since I've been down here. The little excursions to the local grocery store and newly joined gym (which are ironically/conveniently) located next to each other have been an every day event to keep my sanity and, as I had previously mentioned, the library is my new best friend (not one, but two branches!!)

Today, mostly to procrastinate looking for a job that doesn't exist, I decided to make my way to Downtown St. Augustine, the old historical part. I have been enjoying driving around and getting more comfortable behind the wheel. In doing so I have come to the conclusion that Floridians are terrible drivers. I've been seeing ads and hearing about how there is a big Crystal Meth problem in Florida so I just assume they're all on drugs. It's not that turning signals are optional here, they just don't seem to exist. Not to say that I am an expert driver by any means, but I'm still a little anxious behind the wheel and people whipping between lanes hither and thither doesn't really relax the nerves. I've also done a wonderful tour of incorrect parking lots and close-but-not-quite-right shopping centers. It's amazing the places you wind up when you keep finding yourself in the turn-only lane too late to switch and have to go very circuitous routes. But since I don't have much else to do with my time, I'm not too bothered by it all.


So, after many wrong turns, being cut off by SUV carrying a boat, and being stuck on a draw bridge, I finally found a place to park semi-near the center of the old town and began my journey. This journey lasted about 30 minutes. It's not that exciting walking through touristy shops by yourself with no money or knowledge of your surroundings. Here are some pictures I took along the way:

Entrance to the Main Street of the Old Part of Town...Probably not what it's called...

 

 

Sweet Little Loving Children or Terrifying Goblins?

Bridge I had gotten stuck on and pretty, yet smelly, water

Castillo de Something or Other

 It was a nice little walkabout and but it started getting hot (see previous blog if you'd like to know my thoughts about that) so I got in my car, took a few more wrong turns, followed a beat-up truck that was most definitely being driven by a drug-addict and eventually made my way home. It was nice to see the sights but even more comforting to be welcomed by my cat, doing what she does best.

Home, Sweet Home