Daily Archives: March 13, 2009

Jan says, “Another delightful day in Paradise”…

 I forgot to mention yesterday that after we had lunch at Dharma Blue, our roadtrip took a short segue out to Gulf Breeze and Pensacola Beach to look around.

Jan wanted to visit her ‘lucky’ gift shop.  She calls it that because a number of years ago when we out there with her sister Debbie and her family,  Jan found a $100 bill in the parking lot. 

She wanted to go into the shop and turn it in so they could give it back to the person who lost it.

Cynic that I am, I said “Yeah, right.”  Like that $100 bill would ever be seen again.

So we went inside to the shop and I ask if anyone had reported anything lost.  They said ‘No’ and wanted to know what it was.

I said “I’ll let them identify it” and gave them my cellphone number and told them to give it to anyone who came in and reported losing something.

No one ever called.  Lucky Jan!

Unfortunately Jan wasn’t as lucky this time.  All she came home with was the suntan lotion she bought there.

This morning we started off with the breakfast buffet at Hazel’s.  We always have to eat here at least once.

Coming back we stopped at Buena Vista Luxury RV Resort  being built right across the street from the beach.  This is where you actually own the lot where you park your rig.

Buena Vista Luxury RV Resort

Buena Vista Luxury RV Resort

Each lot comes with a lot of amenities, including a one-bedroom guest house.

RV Resort Guest Houses

RV Resort Guest Houses

When we were here in November, we were thinking about maybe buying a lot of some sort in this area where we could park and stay for an extended period with paying thru the nose, especially during the season.

So we decided to check them out. And boy were we shocked!

The ‘cheapest’ lots were over $400,000. (As if anything that cost almost 1/2 million dollars can be called ‘cheap’).   Forget that!

We did however look more closely at Bella Terra RV Resort, about 10 mins from the beach, off the Beach Expressway.

The cheapest lots were in the $90,000 range, which is more in our price range (At least it had one less zero than the other place).  The resort is very nice, with a lot of amenities, and we both agreed we could see ourselves staying here.

But then Jan mentioned the fact that we could stay a lot of nights at RV parks for $90,000… like about 3000 at $30 per night.

Suddenly it didn’t seem such a great idea. (I’m cheap, what can I say.)  So that idea is on hold. But we may change our minds down the road.

After we got back to the coach,  I suddenly remembered “What the hell. I’m retired”.  So I took a nap.

I spent the afternoon working on stuff around the rig while Jan remembered she was retired, so she took a nap.

Isn’t retirement wonderful!

I installed the new hitch receiver I picked up yesterday and then did a thorough checkout of our hitch and towbar system for the toad.  It can be a real bummer to have your toad come loose at 55mph and pass you on the highway. And I’m not kidding. This has happened to people.

I then finished up the new satellite platform I’ve been working on. It should now only take me about 5 mins to set up the dish when we stop.

Just keeping the boss happy…

About 4pm we headed out for dinner at DeSoto’s Seafood Kitchen.  Although they’re known for their seafood, we like their other meals. Jan and I both had their Jamaican Jerk Chicken with sweet potato casserole and steamed veggies. The sweet potato casserole, made with caramelized pecans, is probably the best I’ve ever eaten.

After dinner, we drove down the west beach to look it over.  I can remember when there was almost nothing down this way, but now it’s just mile after mile of large houses and condos. 

Coming back we stopped at the public parking area to sit out on the beach for a while. 

Looking around, I recalled how this spot began one of my connections with a celebrity.

Back in the late ’50’s, some friends of my parents, the Neal’s owned this area that is now state public beach.  They had a small amusement park here, a merry-go-round,  several carnival type games, my favorite, a balloon archery arcade, and a snack bar.

Where the amusement park used to be

Where the amusement park used to be

They also had a daughter named Patricia.  Patsy, as I called her, was about 4 years older than me, and was my occasional babysitter while our parents went out together.

And Patricia Neal went on to be pretty famous.

No, not that Patricia Neal.  And since there was already an actress using that name, Patsy decide to make up a new one for herself.

And thus was born, ‘Fanny Flagg’.

And tomorrow, the rest of the story…