2 Days, Deep Thoughts, and a Shrimp or Two
Wednesday. Went early to visit the Captain’s hotel. A beautiful property on the bay, multiple swimming pools, pretty close to paradise. For the rest of the afternoon I loafed around the pier, visited the Margaritaville there, and made a roast beef sandwich. It was a good day.
As far as Margaritavilles go, I have now been to the ones in: Key West, Charleston, Myrtle Beach, and Panama City. I plan on visiting them all, just a warning.
The late afternoon was spent using Comcast’s On-Demand and watching the entire 6th season of Weeds. Great show, hilarious, and not a bad way to pass the time until dinner. Speaking of which, dinner was tasty.
So far this trip, I had some bar food at Moon River Brewery in Savannah, and many gas station meals consisting of chips and a drink. Like Subway, just without the sandwich. Monday night I had the largest chicken sandwich perhaps ever made. The thing covered and entire bun, and could have literally been cut in half, and placed on an entirely separate bun. It was intimidating to say the least, but I love chicken. I elaborated on Tuesday night’s meal, so now to Wednesday. We ate at Montego Bay and I had a delectable gulf coast shrimp basket. Aside from chicken, I also love shrimp. It’s highly underrated and unfortunately often overpriced, but fantastic nonetheless. If you’ve been around me enough, you might have tasted my variations of: Beer battered, bacon wrapped, crabbed stuffed, scampi, alfredo, or plain ol’ boiled shrimp. At the risk of sounding like Bubba from Forrest Gump, I’ll stop there, but you get the point.
Thursday. It was time to depart Panama City Beach and head back to Savannah. The 6 hour ride wasn’t exactly enjoyable, and I had a lot on my mind, but thanks to Sirius radio, I survived. Georgia does, however, need to pick a speed limit and stick with it. Today, on the same road, I went from 25 MPH to 65 MPH, and every conceivable combination in between. Can’t we pick a happy medium? Why do we even have school zones anymore anyway? When was the last time you drove by a school and saw a kid? They are too busy playing video games inside to be anywhere near your barreling vehicle. Besides, I think if you hit a kid at 25 MPH or 65 MPH, the poor guy isn’t going to stand a chance. Isn’t 25 MPH also perfect cruising speed for child abductors? Let’s petition to raise school zone speed limits to at least 55 MPH. That way predators will have to yell, “Do you want some candy?” as they speed by. It’s for the kids, after all.
Well, enough of that absurdity. I’m safely in Savannah and dinner is calling my name.
I’ll leave you with another Buffett line that spoke to me in the car today. I passed a sign that said ‘Meridian Road’ and I think it was a literal and figurative sign.
“It’s time to see the world
It’s time to kiss a girl
It’s time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a Cajun dance
Kid you’re gonna see the morning sun
On the Pascagoula run”-JB
January 28, 2011 at 2:27 am
Obama might make you the school zone Czar..that was funny as crap