After leaving the Coyote Ugly at an early 11:30 (12:30 EST in my defense) we arrived back at our resort accommodations at the Super 8. And we were not disappointed. We quickly noticed the night clerk standing outside the office with Tazer and walkie talkie and the 2 police cars in the parking lot. Rumor had it from the throngs of high schoolers staying in the hotel and hanging on the balcony that whoever the cops were chasing had escaped by jumping into the lagoon behind the hotel and swimming across. We quickly locked our door and I spent a sleepless night wondering how many of my windows would be broken in the morning.
Thankfully my car escaped unscathed. After that night we decided we had more in common with the old people at the RV parks and decided camping was the way to go. But the Super 8 did not disappoint. On the way out, another cop car was at the building helping to eject some occupants from the motel.
The next day was less exciting, spending a few hours on the beach (not getting that burned!) and returning to the normal diet of Wendy's for lunch and dinner. Camp fire cooking hasn't seemed appealing enough yet to convince us to give up Wendy. Panera has proved a home away from home as we continue to book travel accommodations. Now that I've rambled for a little while, I'll close this up with us in Destin, FL. We may stay here another night or 2 before making our way to New Orleans to see LB and JazzFest.
