Greetings and welcome. Here are my thoughts and ramblings about my life as a writer, photographer, and artist. Life isn't all sunshine and flowers. I weave my way through as much heartache as joy to discover wondrous hidden treasures bubbling my soul. I cover numerous topics bouncing from one to another like a butterfly going from flower to flower. These explorations are fascinating. I hope you enjoy and find inspiration of your own. Namarie.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Travels with Sasha Day 14
showered, dressed, and writing at the kitchen table when Andrea comes out of
her room for coffee. She is going to try again to make reservations for Tucson.
As much as I have enjoyed their company, I’m ready to move. I especially don’t
want to be in the way as they are getting ready to travel themselves.
get the atlas out of the truck and figuring out ways to get to St. Augustine.
With all the snow and cold back home, I’m trying to put off heading north.
Lance says to take Rte. 40 to 19 and that will take me into St. Augustine. It’s
a real pretty drive with lots of horse farms and we’re talking about driving
when Andrea comes out and starts talking about all she has to do to get ready
to go to Tucson.
about if I leave today,” I say, and she agrees. I’m packed and leaving 45
minutes later. It’s a bit of a teary goodbye. It was nice spending time with
them and I enjoy having someone show me around and tell me stories of the area.
raining and 68 degrees as I leave. Gas is purchased in Dunnellon for $2.08/gl.
(The sign by the road said $1.98 and I don’t see anything saying it’s more
money for credit. Oh, well.) Soon I’m on Rte. 40 east. Lance was right. The
horse farms are amazing. I’d like to stop for pictures, but I’m eager to get to
stop for lunch is made in Polatka at a Golden Corral and it’s back on the road
at 1 p.m. Rte. 19 comes to a T at Rte. 17. Uh, oh, which way now? I first turn
south, but that feels wrong, so I turn around and head north. That feels wrong,
too, so I pull over and get out the atlas. Ah, I need to go south through East
Polatka and cross the St. John River. Finally there’s a sign for St. Augustine
and a left is taken onto Rte. 207.
all passes through the Ocala (oops, forgot what it’s called). A lot of this
territory is scrub pine. Periodically there are pull-off areas. I think they’re
four-wheeling parks. The sand along here is yellow. I do see a couple areas
that might be interesting to explore, but I keep going. Where we have moose or
deer signs in New Hampshire, there are bear signs here. It might not be a good
idea to wander around alone.
reach the Comfort Inn & Suites at 2:15 p.m. The temperature is 61 degrees.
I’ve driven 1,718 miles since leaving home. The bad news is that because I
stayed with Andrea and Lance, I do not have a Florida Hotel Coupon Book. She
does give me a AAA discount, though.