Today, May 14, was our last day in Florida. We enjoyed the quaint town of Fernandina Beach one more time. After our morning prayers and reading of the Bard, we loaded our bicycles onto Dalí for the first time and took them ashore. We were able to put them in without folding them, although it was pretty crowded.
First on our agenda was a ten-block trip to the famous T-Rays Burger Station. The guy who was commemorated on the park bench (yesterday’s post) worked for his father in an Exxon station back in the 1980s. His passion was to open his own restaurant, so he talked his dad into letting him start serving food in the station. Over time, the restaurant was born, along with the slogan, “Eat here and get gas!” The place is still in an unassuming old Exxon station (which no longer functions as a gas station) with mismatched furnishings. But, they serve great burgers, which we had for lunch. The decor was just right for this Bulldawg fan. There was UGA memorabilia everywhere. Obviously, T-Ray had good taste in football.
After lunch, we hopped back on our bikes and cycled the two miles to the Atlantic Beach. It was hot and humid, testing Cindy’s determination and perseverance. But, she endured, and we made it! The water was nice and cool. We didn’t go in, but did enjoy wading along the shallows while small waves rushed to and fro over our ankles. We also relaxed on the sandy beach for a while and picked up a few shells. After an hour or so, we refueled with a drink at the Sandy Bottom Bar before our return trip to town.
Once back in the old town, we locked up our bikes to the bike rack and did a little shopping. The stores along Centre street were nice and quite interesting, more so than most other places we’ve visited. I could tell we were almost in Georgia, as there was Bulldog memorabilia in most of the shops. We ambled up Centre street, stopping in almost every store, making our way to our dinner destination, Pepper’s Mexican Grill and Cantina, where our burritos and tacos hit the spot. On the way back to the marina, we stopped at a couple of more stores and art galleries. It was an enjoyable and relaxing day in north Florida.
Tomorrow – Georgia!
Looks like a quaint town. Cindy I thought your shirt was going to say Nipples! Between that and the quite flattering bustier you were wearing in that piratey costume, you are sure making an entrance in these coastal towns!!! Bahahaha!
…is anyone else reading this??? :-0
Louise Hawthorne-Foss!! Shame on you! Of all people…I never!
Well, I won’t be wearing that shirt anymore!haha I got that when we were in Great Guana Cay at Nippers in the Bahamas. I guess I will have to be more careful from now on with what my shirt says so no misinterpretation! haha ‘Nuff said. (and no one has to answer your question at the end of your comment either!)