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getting away from this city always does my head some good. and it seems im always needing it. i get tied up with my nothing to do ness. and it worries me and stresses me and makes me remember how i feel like i dont have friends. but i think i choose to live this way, not constantly always being around people. but i find that when i am alone doing nothing i always feel like its not normal and i should be around friends. but then again i do believe that i dont live the normal college persons life. i dont have an interest in drinking or going out or any of those things. but off of my non-normalcy.
i traveled to st. augustine on sunday, leaving around 12 arriving around 2. our first thing was to circle the historic district twice getting lost. then we found out hostel, the pirate haus inn, and debated in the hallway who was going to call b/c there was no one at the office. but we got settled in our bunk bed dorm style rooms and then went to roam the city. we found this awesome coffee place with a snicker cappucino which i did not get b/c of my control over how much i was spending. then we wandered around. ate at the mill top and didnt really do the touristy stuff. then we went to bed around 7 b/c we were getting up at 7am to drive to savannah. and the other person who was sleeping in our room came in, her name was fern and she more or less should have lived in the 60s. she was an interesting characted though and didnt get in till 330am. i had a fairly bad sleep do to lack of proper a/c and a window that opened to a very noisy street. but i was awake at 7 and we got ready, enjoyed the free pancake breakfast, managed to offend the man who made our pancakes, and headed out on a 3 hour drive to savannah, sans caffeine. we found our way to the visitors center with our wrong mapquest directions. parked, grabbed some brouchures then we jumped on the trolley that took us around the city. which was an amazing idea. we got to view all the squares and listen to the guy tell us about stuff, i tuned out mostly. we had lunch at a lady and sons or soemthing like that, paula deens place. and our waiter was from orlando, imagine the luck in that. then we walked around the city market where i bought a dime from 1988 that had been smushed and put onto a ring. he called it a diamond ring, and then he made us take pics of him and his wife. but he was an extremely interesting character and told us about the spoon rings he was making and how they had been really eaten off of and how you dont find that in any other store. then we went down to the river walk where the steps are extremely steep and were not made for short people. we ran into a lady who asked mary where she got her candy apple, once we told her, she proceeded to tell us "i want to get high, or maybe ill get drunk at the warehouse. the warehouse makes good drinks you know, ohh he's cute!" we let her walk her own way. then we went and got the car and found a ghost tour to go on. it was extremely interesting and the tour guide was so much fun. that city has so much history but i dont think i could ever live there b/c of all the ghosts. we wanted to get our palms read etc but there was no place open so we just decided to drive back home and made it here about 130. all in all it was a totally unplanned, spontaneous trip and it made me forget all about this dreaded town.
unfortunately im back here doing nothing with myself, with no job willing to give me hours, and living in a house where i dont have a room with a drunken mother. oh the fun of life. ....i cant wait to get back to school :(
i traveled to st. augustine on sunday, leaving around 12 arriving around 2. our first thing was to circle the historic district twice getting lost. then we found out hostel, the pirate haus inn, and debated in the hallway who was going to call b/c there was no one at the office. but we got settled in our bunk bed dorm style rooms and then went to roam the city. we found this awesome coffee place with a snicker cappucino which i did not get b/c of my control over how much i was spending. then we wandered around. ate at the mill top and didnt really do the touristy stuff. then we went to bed around 7 b/c we were getting up at 7am to drive to savannah. and the other person who was sleeping in our room came in, her name was fern and she more or less should have lived in the 60s. she was an interesting characted though and didnt get in till 330am. i had a fairly bad sleep do to lack of proper a/c and a window that opened to a very noisy street. but i was awake at 7 and we got ready, enjoyed the free pancake breakfast, managed to offend the man who made our pancakes, and headed out on a 3 hour drive to savannah, sans caffeine. we found our way to the visitors center with our wrong mapquest directions. parked, grabbed some brouchures then we jumped on the trolley that took us around the city. which was an amazing idea. we got to view all the squares and listen to the guy tell us about stuff, i tuned out mostly. we had lunch at a lady and sons or soemthing like that, paula deens place. and our waiter was from orlando, imagine the luck in that. then we walked around the city market where i bought a dime from 1988 that had been smushed and put onto a ring. he called it a diamond ring, and then he made us take pics of him and his wife. but he was an extremely interesting character and told us about the spoon rings he was making and how they had been really eaten off of and how you dont find that in any other store. then we went down to the river walk where the steps are extremely steep and were not made for short people. we ran into a lady who asked mary where she got her candy apple, once we told her, she proceeded to tell us "i want to get high, or maybe ill get drunk at the warehouse. the warehouse makes good drinks you know, ohh he's cute!" we let her walk her own way. then we went and got the car and found a ghost tour to go on. it was extremely interesting and the tour guide was so much fun. that city has so much history but i dont think i could ever live there b/c of all the ghosts. we wanted to get our palms read etc but there was no place open so we just decided to drive back home and made it here about 130. all in all it was a totally unplanned, spontaneous trip and it made me forget all about this dreaded town.
unfortunately im back here doing nothing with myself, with no job willing to give me hours, and living in a house where i dont have a room with a drunken mother. oh the fun of life. ....i cant wait to get back to school :(