Once again we drove through some torrential rain during the journey from Savannah to Cape Canaveral but our reward was the welcoming familiarity of Polly’s home, albeit without her being here to greet us. The three boys were happy to plug in devices and chill out while Kerry and I made a beeline for the beach. The walk was just what we needed after a couple of days driving. One of the nice things about Cape Canaveral Beach is that it’s predominantly residential which means it’s not super packed and as it was the end of the day anyway, it was pretty deserted.
Before collapsing with a cocktail, we hit the local Publix for essential supplies for the week. An older lady insisted on helping us out with our cart and on the way to the car asked us where we were from. When we told her that we were from Petersburg, VA, she said “Oh, I know that area, great strip clubs”. Kerry and I tried to contain our surprise at her response and then she went on to say “Yeah, a place called Pure Pleasure. I loved it. Can’t find a decent Club around here though, you have to go all the way to Miami to find good looking men.” Well, that’s some interesting advice. “I lived in Sandston, near the airport. Then I moved down here with my husband but he died three years ago. Publix is my family now.” Wow, I’m glad she has a sense of family at her work. Must be so hard to move somewhere without that kind of support.
We came back to the condo and mixed up a dirty martini for Kerry and Vodka Tonic for me. The boys were thrilled to bits that we had actually followed through with their requests for candy and sugar in various forms. Time to relax. That’s what this week is all about.
We all slept in late. It was going to be a “let’s do nothing” kind of day. I was determined to write my blog piece “Kindness” but was struggling with it. I spent most of the day trying to write it. The boys and Kerry enjoyed some pool time and by the time I was ready for some too, it was pouring with rain. Eventually we found ourselves at the port for dinner at Fishlips. The boys’ favorite place to eat. It was Margarita time and we enjoyed a casual dinner of mussels, salad, fish tacos, calamari and wings. JV and Ben, not to be outdone by one another, asked for the hottest sauce with their wings which pretty much ruined their dinner. Boys will be boys…
We stayed up late that night. I suddenly decided that I was heading the wrong way with my Kindness blog piece and scrapped the first draft realizing the direction it really had to go in. I woke up early the next morning and hit the beach for a four mile walk to get my mind straight. There are few things more restorative than an early morning stroll on the beach, especially alone. Thanks to some cloud cover, the sun wasn’t too harsh. I’ve walked this same walk numerous times over the last few years and each time was different due to what was on my mind. Today I found a sense of peace and a respite from all the “noise”. It was lovely and just what I needed.
I returned to the house to find everyone slowly emerging from their beds. With a cup of tea by my side, I finally finished writing the piece. It had been hard work, especially emotionally, but a really good challenge.
We decided that today was the day that we should go in search of alligators so we hit the road for a place that does Air Boat rides. It also has a restaurant called the “Lone Cabbage” that Kerry instantly fell in love with. When purchasing our tickets they advised us that we were welcome to purchase a drink at the bar to take on the ride. Sold! I had to snap this photo, the guy sitting on the left in the booth was such a character.
Two margaritas and three cokes accompanied us on the ride and Kerry declared that she had never needed a drink more than then when the boat got going! Most of the time we traveled at high speed, twisting and turning dramatically until an alligator was spotted ahead and suddenly we would slow to a stop. Somehow I ended up on the side of the boat which meant that I was within a couple of feet of the water which for this non-reptile lover, added a certain level of terror to the ride. A couple of times we stopped for what seemed like forever and I sat paralyzed, praying that a gator wouldn’t suddenly spring from the water…..it was an awesome ride and for Kerry and I, FAR more fun than any amusement park ride. After all, we got to drink a margarita at the same time…..
And yes, we saw what we came looking for:
Despite it being just a flat swamp landscape, it was pretty especially with the interesting cloud formations, birds and even some beef cattle.
When the ride was over, we simply had to eat in the Lone Cabbage and ordered burgers except for me, I picked a Mahi sandwich. This meat lover has been unable to eat beef since my diagnosis. It was delicious and we loved the place!
JV really needed some flip flops so we decided to pay a visit to Ron Jon Surf Shop on our way. A first for all of us, what a place!
Once back at the Condo it was time for a swim and then drinks, snacks and relaxation. We’re loving this lifestyle.