Day 24:
Hurricane Donna strikes back!!! She screwed up once again. She called my mom Miss Shelby instead of Jolie, and brought no English muffins and only one coffee mug. We decided that everyone should call my mom Miss Shelby. We heard that the hotel was once a former morgue which was sufficiently creepy for Friday the 13th. So we booked it and drove though this historic Garden District to see some old time Plantation Houses. We took the scenic highway 90 along the gulf coast and drove through Mississippi and Mobile, Alabama. We stopped at a wood hut on the side of a country road in Mississippi and bought sno-balls. We saw the little towns along the gulf coast that were severely attacked by BP and saw the cleaning crews with our own eyes. We went to Pensacola, Fla which was more dead than Deadwood. The liveliest place to be in that town was the cemetery. So we took the "scenic" highway to Ft. Walton and Destin Beach, which turned out to be a much nicer place to stay on the beach and found a great Italian restaurant. Today (sorry for late posting) we will visit Tallahassee, therefore missing the free Lynyrd Skynard concert, also being paid for by BP. That's too bad. We will be in St.Augustine in less than two days. Five days earlier. FuBP
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