Cooking and the Coast

There are a few things you need when camp cooking: a good fire, some good food and culinary skills. We lack all three. Our first two attempts at starting the fire ended with a sizzle and smoke, the results of shitty wet wood purchased from the ranger station. The third attempt we scavenged twigs and anything that would burn from the area, a big no no at Florida State Parks. Once we got the fire going it was time to figure out food. Our options consisted of rice, soup, rice, pasta, rice. We wanted something exotic so we chose rice and soup. Unfortunately we can't buy culinary skill, so we ended up eating soup out of the can and lake flavored rice (thanks to the onsite faucet water). To top it off we had some warm Crystal Light. Not the best meal I have ever had but it had the desired effect of saving us enough money to buy popcorn, sodas and movie tickets that night.

After finally getting a good nights sleep we packed up early this morning heading west. On a whim we stopped at Pensacola beach to see the sites and grab lunch. While not quite the mecca we were looking for in Panama City, a quick nipple slip and plenty of sites to see convinced us to spend a few hours on the beach. Once we were thoroughly convinced none of the girls were going to come talk to us and throw themselves at us we loaded back up and continued west. The great Panera tour continues someplace in bum-fuck Alabama, headed to New Orleans.