The Turks
Jacksonville, FL I’m back… I’m sitting in the kitchen of my newly adopted Uncle Glenn and Aunt Ginny. I got in from the islands last night at 9:30. This was a vacation you needed a vacation to recover from. I have a lot to write, especially since I could not use email or cell phone for the past week. It was very freeing to be away from technology. Now, I could have used the CPU if I wanted to pay for it, but, I was in the islands. And, it was $4/minute for dial up or phone usage and also $1/minute to use their internet connection. Where to start? I guess with the excitement...
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Jacksonville, FL Today was a day to catch up. I had a lot of emails to look at and some pictures to download. I did what I could and then set off with my hosts to see some of Jacksonville. The downtown is set right on the water/river. You could see the football stadium. We walked along the river and across the way to the Landing, a mall type area where a jazz festival was going on. One of the Florida storms blew in, so we did not stay long. Long enough for an ice cream cone though. The Super Bowl will be here in 2005. I can see why. The buildings and downtown are very cool. I hope...
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Jacksonville, FL I am sitting in my Dad’s cousin’s place in Jacksonville. I met Glenn and Ginny for the first time today. I arrived at noon and waiting was one fatty of a meal. I was starving and salivated as I entered. Food would wait as I met members of my family. We talked for a while, walked out back, and fed the fish. We were to eat at 1:00. Their son Dennis and his family came over. More family. I met Denise, his wife, Rebecca, 5th grade and Jonathan, 3rd grade. I haven’t cooked a whole lot lately, so this meal was a treat and then some. Meal: london broil on the grill....
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Savannah, GA Last night was my first night every staying at a hostel. I entered a bit leery of staying in a room with other people, in bunk beds. After checking in and not finding anyone to go out with, I ventured about Savannah. I made a journal entry (Boba!) and began to walk around town. It was a clear night and a breeze blew through the streets. I walked and walked a little more. I’d duck into a bar, grab a to go, and walk. I didn’t have much interaction with anyone. I heard a guy play a little Van Morrison in an Irish place. That was cool. But he stopped and I headed out. At...
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