|St. Petersburg Beach|
We spent a big part of the second day on the beach in our own little cabana, a first for Me, where after frolicking in the water and collecting shells we retreated for most of the afternoon. While the kids enjoyed the water the lady vyle napped as I relaxed and read a few things on My Kindle. We had a picnic lunch, one that was actually enjoyable, because it seems that the seagulls on St. Pete Beach are a bit more classy and less hungry than the ones at Siesta Key. The local crier was nicknamed, Steve, by Alex, and he waited for us to return to our cabana that evening after we went out to dinner. The gulls would form a small cloud around the kids, almost as if they were hovering in line and waiting patiently to be fed. Alex dubbed them "movable shade", but I warned him that that shade did occasionally let out a little exhaust.
|Steve the Seagull (Bottom Center). I like him better than the pesky bastard that hounded us on Siesta Key in February.|
|The exterior of the Candy Kitchen, a world of sweet delights.|
Before leaving we got to add our signatures to the encouraged graffiti on the wall. The Candy Factory provides assorted colored Sharpies for this, and ask that you please only sign in one place. I put Mine in between a couple of shelves were there was space and signed it, "Michael C. Laney, Author Of Heather's Journey". It didn't occur to Me to get a picture of it, but hopefully they haven't repainted for a new batch before our next visit. So if you're going to St. Pete Beach sometime soon be sure to drop by the Candy Factory to see if you can find it and maybe get a picture of it of your own.
Coming out of the Candy Factory quite a few bucks lighter and with a bag of loot we all sat down to enjoy our drinks, as well as a little of our dessert.
|Callie, Alex and the lady vyle ready for some evening refreshment.|
|The sexy lady vyle enjoys her chocolate dipped banana, with NUTS!|
|The lady vyle shows off the Banana Boat impression left on the bottom of her chocolate dipped banana by the Banana Boat bowl.|
|The Loot: Chiclets, Tiny-Size Chiclets, Razzles, Black Cows and bubble gum cigarettes (Kings and Round Up). Won't truth.com be pissed?|
|My first Moxie. If you've never had one it's like a cross between Root Beer and Dr. Pepper, and very tasty. I can't wait to buy more.|
|Yo-Ho, and Yai-Yo Yai-YO! This salty pirate had waited outside the surf shop all day to get his picture with Michael C. Laney. I'm not sure who's cup was running overith more.|
|Make Mine orange. I would love it if My real bedroom had orange walls. It would give Me another excuse not to want to get out of bed every day.|
|Movable Shade? Alex and Callie feed the seagulls.|
I don't think any of us can wait until we get that next chance to go to The Sandpiper, and after hearing the details of our trip Quentin wants to go as well. If I could afford it I would love just to go there and stay for a month. It's so relaxing, and not only would it be a great place to write, but I'm sure it would be a great place to get ideas. Which reminds Me that as we pulled away and turned to get onto the highway we saw an adult store called, Shhhhh...Don't Tell Momma, which is also on My list of points of interest to visit the next time I'm in St. Pete Beach.