Roosting birds at Hanna Park in Jacksonville Florida.

A very lazy day around the campground for us. So, not too much to blog about today, but I’ll add some photos that we have taken recently. 

Man welding at sunset. You can see some sparks flying from his welding tool.

We headed to the city around noon to do some shopping and lunching. The place was so jammed packed that it was impossible to get photos of the town, but that made it ok for taking photos of people. Like this one of Elvis checking his phone.

Elvis lives

We hope to make it back in the early morning, hit our new favorite coffee spot, and take some photos without so many people.

After the last few visits to town it seems (to me) reminiscent of a much smaller, cleaner, and less risqué version of New Orleans.  The town center is very active, lots to see architecturally, and the people watching is great. Great restaurants on all the main and side streets, some really nice shops tucked in among the ones selling the usual tourist tat. Plenty of historic walks in historic costumes, but the tour guides looked hot in an uncomfortable kind of way. Evening brings out the ghost walks and night tours around the fort.  The busker’s music comes out of the alleyways and many of the restaurant’s have live music, some really good, some not so much. 

There are a lot of people living on the street, many with pets in tow, including a dog or two, cats and kittens, and snakes.

We grabbed a lunch at the Prohibition Kitchen’s Roosevelt Room, which mostly offers brunch items and sandwiches. We recommend the Brûlée French Toast (sourdough bread, bourbon blueberry compote, whipped ricotta, and toasted pecans, served with the french toast singed like creme brûlée).

Paul took a little bike cruise around the campground neighborhood on his bike and found some local sculptures.

One man’s trash…
…is another man’s treasure.

 

After that, we walked up to the river to see what photo opps the sunset might offer. I spotted some dolphins in the river, too far out to grab a snapshot, and they were also moving too fast away from us. The pelicans obliged by flying into this frame for me.

Pelicans flying at sunset