With ‘fingers crossed’ the motorhome would sell, we rented a house in St Augustine Beach for our last month on the East Coast. It was a really cute little beach house, only 100 metres from the beach, restaurants in walking distance and most importantly a parking spot for the motorhome. It took us close to 2-3 days to unload the motorhome, which reconfirmed our decision to ship our excess ‘baggage’ home.
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3A Street, St Augustine |
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Our walk to the beach, just a hop, skip and jump |
The motorhome sold within 4 days of moving into the house, so we were pleased that we were all ready to pass it on to the new owner. This also coincided with Richard’s gall bladder incision becoming infected. So off to the hospital again for Rich, courtesy of an ‘overkill’ of their ambulance service, which included the arrival of two rescue vehicles (more like fire engines) and 7 rescue crew! It took Rich almost 2 weeks to recover from the infection. During this period, the new owner – Jim, picked up the motorhome. Over the next couple of days whenever Chloe was upset she would ask to go home to the motorhome and we would have to remind her, the motorhome was gone. Now she says, ‘the motorhome’s gone, Jim’s got it’ and she’s happy to go back ‘home’ to the house.
We also rented a car – a twin cab ute. As you can see nothing is small here in America. We needed the ute to take our ‘excess baggage’ (four large boxes) up to Jacksonville where they will be shipped to Melbourne. You are allowed to drive your car on the beach here in St Augustine, so of course we did. I think Rich was quickly becoming attached to his ‘truck’.
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Big Big Big Car |
We explored the ‘old town’ a few times. We visited the oldest masonry fort in America – Castillo de San Marco, walked through the historic centre, lined with many old buildings from various periods, including the oldest wood school house in the USA. The town also contains many Spanish Colonial Buildings as well as some extravagant 19th Century Architecture, thanks to millionaire Henry Flagler, who upon holidaying in St Augustine in the late 1800’s, found the town wanting in hotel facilities. So he built his own, the Ponce de Leon Hotel, which is now part of Flagler College.
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Kids running amuck at coffee shop! |
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Oldest Wood School House in USA |
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Streets of St Augustine |
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Ponce de Leon Hotel - now Flagler College |
Most of our days were spent either on the beach or playing minigolf, depending on the weather.
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The most elaborate mini-golf we've ever seen |