Last night we walked to a local place that was recommended by the people at the front desk called Local on 17. The walk was quite interesting as there were no sidewalks. We had to be careful while walking on the grass that we did not step on any red ant hills. We also had to cross a busy highway - 2 lanes of traffic on each side of an esplanade and no crosswalk. We made it across by judging the times at the lights, but we did have to hustle. The restaurant itself was quite nice. It is a local steak and seafood restaurant. Dave had surf and turf with shrimp and I had a petite filet. It was very good, but Dave inherited 3/4 of my filet which wasn't as petite as I thought it was going to be. The ambiance was great. The piano player also sang and had a lovely bass voice. The waitress was a doll and even called us an Uber on her phone (I paid her for it) as we were afraid to walk back to the hotel in the dark (red ant hills and heavy traffic at night).
The town of Richmond Hill was built by Henry Ford. While vacationing in the area with his wife in the 1920's, he decided that this place would make a great site for another Ford plant. He built the plant, houses for the workers, as well as a school and a church. The workers were paid $5 a day which is a great wage since Dave's father was an engineer in the 1930's and was making $15 per week!
We left this morning at 8. The temp was 58 degrees and foggy, which fairly quickly turned to an annoying drizzle. We stopped at the Florida Welcome Center for our free cup of fresh orange juice. We finally got sunshine an hour west of Jacksonville.
Notes: 1) I forgot to mention yesterday that South Carolina needs to spend some money on their highways. I-95 was full of not exactly pot holes, but aberrations in the pavement that jolted the car a bit - very annoying. 2) Georgia has no mile markers! The only way to tell how far you have come is to pay attention to the exit numbers.
**Important note to self: Never again take the Route 301 connector between I-10 and I-75!!! It runs through every little podunk town in northern Florida and its loaded with traffic lights. I don't care how far out of the way you have to drive on I-10 to get to I-75 - it would be worth it.
As we were driving south on I-75, we saw a several mile long line of cars on the other side, It looked like they were all trying to get off at the Tarpon Springs exit. I don't know what was going on there, but obviously a lot of people wanted to attend.
We arrived at 3:45 with a temp of 86 degrees although at some point in central Florida we saw a temp of 91 degrees. We have unloaded the car and put everything away. We will go out shortly to have dinner and pick up a few groceries. I took some pics of the house we are staying at and will try to get them on the blog later tonight.
Saturday, February 23, 2019
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