We went across the street to the Tap Room of Owl Cafe to see if we could get some food there, but all the tables were taken. We sat at the bar and I had an Oyster City Hooter Brown Tupolo Honey Ale. On an empty stomach, the 8.5% APV was hitting me real hard. I wanted to wait until a table was ready and eat some kind of sea creature, but my Dad was in need of some food so we went upstairs to the Owl Cafe (which was more of a sit-down restaurant as opposed to the downstairs bar). I know I had some kind of seafood soup (like a lobster bisque or clam chowder) and we had some deep fried oysters. We just got appetizers and not a full dinner for some reason. But it was getting pretty late. And in the morning we would have to pack it up and start the long drive back home. But not before I admired the charm of this little town.

When I woke up it was a little overcast, but that didn't matter because the wave sounds outside my window were as soothing as they have been all week. But then my nose lead me downstairs as the smell of bacon made it all the way up to the 3rd floor. Even though it was Friday, it became #BaconWednesdays as my Dad was making some of that delicious meat candy. I had a few strips while staring out at the sea.

Cape San Blas, FL Spring Break 2018 - Day 6

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I chased my bacon with a Hop Gun and then I went inside and made a strawberry, banana, pineapple, blueberry yogurt, orange juice & Sailor Jerry smoothie. That's the way to start the day. Then for some reason, I decided to lay around indoors even though it was 77 degrees and sunny and we had to start driving back home tomorrow. In fact, I didn't leave the condo until 330pm, which is an absolute travesty. I realized that Tomorrow Me would think Today Me is an asshat for doing that, so I ventured out to the pool to get my swim on.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I fear a lot of things in this world. Things like dinosaurs, waking up dead, all music is suddenly non-existent except for "Tubthumping" by Chumbawamba, dying alone and last but not least - the sea (and all creatures who dwell in it). The only way to get over your fears is to face them head on, so I had no choice but to voyage into the sea. And even though I did not (nor would I ever) go to a depth where I could not touch the ground, I did totally submerse myself and become one with the Ocean waters. After that was complete, I was frolicking around in the surf like a schoolboy on holiday. Everything had now come full circle from my birth to midlife and my eventual death at the hands of these oceanic beasts that will eventually consume my body.

The warning sign on the pool exterior said "NO DIVING" due to the depth only being 5 1/2 feet, but you and I both know that it is only a suggestion. No one really pays attention to these things, do they? I certainly don't (for better or for worse). So I dove into the pool. And what happened? There were no sirens. There were no Pool Police coming to arrest me. So I got away Scott-free, much as I having been doing every day since May 6, 1981. The rest of my time in the pool was a little bit of this and a little bit of that. I was living it up like there was no tomorrow. Because when I woke up in the morning, there wouldn't be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Over the past few days I have provided you with some time-lapse videos of the sunset that didn't turn out as well as I wanted them to. I would like to call for a redo, but I wouldn't get a chance to right those wrongs. Tonight we were heading out to grab the catch of the day at a local establishment in a nearby town. But I did take a couple of sweet sunset pictures before we set out on the road. Is that good enough?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We decided to go to nearby Apalachicola, which was about 40 minutes away and was also a small town right on the coast. All of the restaurants had a sizeable wait time, so we grabbed a beer at the Oyster City Brewing Company. I got the Apalach IPA but was only able to get one because they close early (even though it was Friday night). One of the workers had a pint glass coozie and I asked if I could buy one, but they were all out. So the worker took his off the glass and gave it to me, free of charge. Hell of a guy. Makes me wish that I could have stuck around longer.

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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