weekly
update 2/10/2014
A
vacation week. Donna and I went to Gulf Shores Alabama to visit Jan
and Fred Waggoner. Donna drove, and it was a long drive - 10 hours
each way. We left early Monday morning, and came back Friday. Donna
is an excellent driver, and I don't think we took one wrong turn in
spite of my horrible navigation skills.
We
got in around supper time on Monday, and had time to chat and get
caught up. Jan made a delicious shrimp salad with a remoulade sauce
that was Fred's mother's recipe. We had lost an hour by changing
time zones, and were tired from the driving, so it was an early
evening.
Jan & Fred's Gulf
Shore Condo
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A view in their
backyard of Oyster Bay
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Tuesday
was the day that we had tickets for the Kingston Trio concert, and
also had made plans to go with Jan to her Newcomers Club luncheon.
Donna belongs to the Newcomers of Savannah, so we were rather
interested to see how they would compare. The lunch was at shopping
/ dining / condo / marina complex called The Wharf. The food was
good, and since this is where ladies meet to interact with other
people who have relocated or are visiting from other areas of the
country, we met some nice women. There was a fruit wine bar in the
complex, and we stopped for a tasting. Very strange - and I was
reminded of Boone's Apple Wine (which I never really wanted to be
reminded of again). I bought a bottle of Key Lime Wine and one of
Mango Wine. We'd had a big lunch, so we didn't really need another
big meal. We had some wine and cheese and crackers before going to
the concert. None of the singers were from the original trio (in
fact, only one is still alive), but they sounded the same and sang
the songs we all remember - Tom Dooley, Scotch & Soda, MTA. It
was a great concert.
lunch with the
Newcomers Club
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Tasting at the Fruit
Wine Bar
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The Kingston Trio Live
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Wednesday,
Jan drove us up to Mobile Alabama. We visited a couple of museums
and a historic home. The first museum we went to was Mobile Carnival
Museum. Coming from the North, with my Puritan New England and
religious Baptist background, partying and having a good time is
something that has been frowned on throughout my life. So to have
festivals that go on for a month, and include drinking, partying,
unbelievably ornate costumes, parades and dancing, this is all
something that is not within my own person history, but it's very
much a part of this area of the country. Mardi Gras was observed for
the first time in the New World in 1703 in Mobile. The first masked
parading society was formed in 1830, Many additional societies have
since formed. Currently there are over 50 parading and non parading
organizations in Mobile. The museum today is housed in a restored
mansion, and has displays of majestic crowns, scepters and bejeweled
robes. The museum also had photos of some of the early parades, and
many of the costumes worn by kings and queens have been donated or
are on loan to the museum and the displays go on and on. I've never
seen so many beautiful ball gowns gathered together in one place,
each seemed to be more fabulous than the one before. And men were
not forgotten, with there highly decorated garb as well. Even
children will dress up to be attendants, so the were page and
ladies-in-waiting costumes on display as well. It's amazing.
One of many gorgeous
gowns & capes
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If we were on a float,
we'd look like this
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Following
that, we went to the Bragg-Mitchell Mansion. The home was built in
1855 for John Bragg, a lawyer who was born in North Carolina. During
the Civil War, the Bragg family took all the treasures from this home
and moved them to their plantation outside the city to save them from
the destruction by the Yankees when they occupied Mobile.
Interestingly, the city home was not torched by Union soldiers, but
the plantation and all it's contents were destroyed. The Mitchell
family bought the property in 1924, and it remained in their
possession until it was named to the National Register of Historic
Places in 1972. The interior is amazing, as many antebellum mansions
are.
The Bragg-Mitchell
Mansion
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We
then went to the History Museum Of Mobile. As we walked in, there
was a whole room of doll houses. I could have spent the entire time
in this room, but there was more to see. There was more Mardi Gras
history, some collections about Civil Rights in Mobile as well as the
importance of the port and ship building in WWII. I saw the baseball
that Hank Aaron hit when he broke Babe Ruth's record. We had to
rather hurry through as it was late in the afternoon, and the museum
would have been closing soon. We drove back to Gulf Shores, added
Fred to our group, and went out for dinner. There was a rousing game
of Scattergories played in the evening, and Fred knows at least 15
boys' names that start with the letter J.
Inside one of the
lovely dollhouses
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Hank Aaron's 714th home
run ball
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Friday
Jan took us in the other direction and we visited Pensacola, Florida.
There is a Historic Pensacola Village there that, while certainly
will never be mistaken for Deerborn, Michigan or Sturbridge,
Massachusetts, was an interesting visit. We had a guided tour
through an 1805 cottage, an 1871 Victorian house built by an upper
class family, a 1890 house built by a middle class sea merchant, and
an 1832 Protestant Church. There was also a museum of Commerce and
the Wentworth Florida State Museum. Pensacola is known as the City
of Five Flags (or Seven, depending on how you count): Spanish
(twice), French, British, Confederate, and United States (twice).
Our tour group outside
one of the houses
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OK,
this is where it gets into that It's A Small World category. As we
were looking for a place on the street to park the car, I noticed a
NYS license plate on another car, and it had a Dick Ide decal, who is
a Rochester auto dealer. We bought our tickets for the tour, and
were waiting for it to begin when we started talking to others who
were also waiting. One couple were the from the car we'd seen, so of
course, the first question is: what part of Rochester are you from?
I answered Greece; they were from Hilton. I said that I had known
the people who lived in the Braddocks Bay lighthouse years ago. He
DATED one of the girls who lived in the Braddocks Bay lighthouse
years ago - Patty Stone. Patty Stone is Mark's cousin. He knew them
all - Patty, Linda, Uncle Walt and Aunt Kay, Shari Weber. How weird
is that?
Driving
back after the visit in Florida, we stopped at Joe Patty's Seafood
Market. I had seen this mentioned often on Jan's fb page, so we
stopped there for fresh seafood. Fred grilled for us when we got
back to their home. We opened a bottle of mango wine, and spent our
last evening there eating and drinking.
Jan ordering 2 of
something at Joe Patty's
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Imagine
the terror when Donna had to scrape ice off the windshield of her car
before we could leave to drive back to Savannah on Friday morning!
Isn't this winter over yet? It was a long drive back. Luck for me,
Donna doesn't mind driving, so I could just relax and watch the
scenery (or nap). We got back to our condos just before 6 pm. My
dvr was almost full, so I watched several programs before going to
bed - my own bed!
I
had planned to go to the Colonial Muster at Wormsloe Historic Site on
Saturday. I've gone each year, and I enjoy it very much. But it was
raining when I woke up, and the sky remained gray all day. (I later
discovered that the gray skies were not because of rain, but there
was a huge fire in a rubber warehouse at the port that spewed black
clouds into the atmosphere all day. No one was injured in the fire,
but it was specular in it's smoke and flames). So, with very little
arm twisting, I just spent then day in my condo, doing laundry,
watching more taped shows, enjoying the Olympics. Sunday was a
better day, so I drove out to Wormsloe to see the muster then. It
was every bit as good as I remembered from last year. General
Oglethorpe was there, and he is fascinating to listen to. I had to
go early because I was scheduled for a tour at BC in the afternoon.
This Sunday was Super Museum Sunday in Savannah, when most places
waive the admission fee. It's too bad I couldn't take advantage of
some of those attractions, but I've seen most of them anyway. In the
evening, I went over to Donna's to have dinner and some Rummikub with
her, Lisa & Dave.
Colonial dancers
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(This blog took me an incredibly long time to post. I know I'm old and techno-challenged, but I've done this before. It should not be this difficult. Connections suck big time, and I'm really frustrated with it. Like I said, this should not be this complicated or hard.)
Thank you for such a wonderful post about your visit here. I am so glad you and Donna came - lots more to see if/when you come again. We aren't as historic in nature as Savannah here, but we do have more to see and visit. I finished up your wine and the mixed fruit wine the evening you left - didn't want it wasted! Fred and I rode the Harley over to Dauphin Island for their second Mardi Gras parade on Saturday and had fun visiting friends and their friends. Finally got the pontoon out on Sunday; unfortunately, I ate something wrong on Saturday so didn't feel well, so I just lay in the boat and enjoyed the sunshine while Fred captained around the Intracoastal Waterway and up and down Old River past the RV park where we picked up two friends and took them for a ride. Sure wish it had been boat weather when you were here! Again, next visit!
ReplyDeleteMost enjoyable reading,, sounds like you had such a nice time! x
ReplyDeleteWhat a great visit you had!
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