While in Tallahassee I definitely did not take enough photos. Frankly, Tallahassee while different, felt a lot like Tampa. The flora and fauna is virtually the same, see: Spanish Moss. As soon as we crossed over the state line from Georgia into Florida, Spanish Moss was literally all over the place. When we drove from Tallahassee to New Orleans, as soon as we left the dong state, BAM, no more Spanish Moss. Dan actually asked a cabby about it one night, and the guy, a native New Orleanian confirmed that there is definitely no Spanish Moss in Nola. Anyways, I digress.
Tallahassee was made especially awesome due to how great our friends Matt and Katie are. They were amazingly gracious hosts and went out of there way to make sure we had a good time. Dan outlined our time in Tallahassee quite well, so if you’d like to read more on that experience go check out his post. I would just like to reiterate how amazing our friends have been. While in Lexington, despite Dave having to defend his Masters thesis (which if you’re not in academia you may not understand how stressful this is, but from everything I’ve gathered this is a very stressful point in one’s education), he made sure to take us around town and make sure we were having a good time while with him. Matt and Katie were just as great of hosts. While we had not seen each other in years it was a great process to get reacquainted with each other, staying up late playing new games, talking and sharing meals. They both made us all feel very comfortable and I’ll never forget our evenings together. While our trip may be out of the ordinary, what is most extraordinary are our friends. Thank you.
I’m going to stop belaboring my lax writing schedule. Maybe this will all be retrospective. I got to sleep through Georgia while Jacob was driving which was amazing. Arriving in Tallahassee felt a little bit like arriving back home. Being in Florida again felt good. One thing I didn’t realize though, was how hilly Tallahassee was. Hills? In my Florida? Anyways, we pulled up to our friend Matt and Katie’s place. And they came out to greet us. It had been a long time since we had seen Matt and Katie. A 7 year reunion? We had talked about coming up at some point when we lived in Tampa, but we were lazy jerks and never drove up. We had worked with Matt at the Kellogg Center in East Lansing years ago. Where we served banquets and worked shitty hours (who doesn’t want to do a 6am-7am shift, and then show back up for a 11-2pm lunch and then serve a wedding?).
One of the most amazing things about the trip so far has been our friends’ hospitality. The first day was a relief to be in warmer weather for me. I really love Florida in spring time. Warm during the day and cool at night. It feels a lot like my favorite weather during Michigan summers.
Phil was driving up from Tampa when we were driving through Georgia to meet us in Tallahassee (sorry Jess, we were just driving through!). He brought some of his clothes and music gear for us to store so he can join us later on (stuff that would be a pain in the ass to take on a plane). We hung out and just chatted and had an easy night in. Phil stayed the night and we went fishing the next day down on Wakulla beach in Crawfordville FL (side note, Katie was telling us about how Wakulla county goes by WeKillYa county and has shirts and stuff, unbeknownst to us when we went down there). It was about an hour drive out of Tallahassee and down to the Gulf. 40 minutes out on paved road then 10-15 minutes on a dirt road dodging holes through Florida panhandle overgrowth. Driving through the area, with the sickly sweet smell of decay, really brought back Florida for me. Eventually we made it through and out onto the beach. It was a little beach, and I had some trouble figuring out exactly where I should fish. I had read some fishing reports about shore fishing, but we had a fair amount of wind and recent rain.. so the water was murky. We started out through some flats and caught some fiddler crabs to fish with. We gathered up far more than we needed then started getting our lines wet. I had left my phone in the car, so I don’t have much in the way of photos, but it was nice to just wade in a bit and cast. We ended up not catching anything or even get bites but we just wanted to get out and be outside. As we were heading back to Tallahassee we were listening to UofM win their game and advance in the tournament. We also stopped by a BBQ place called Wildfire that was open on Easter Sunday! We all ordered far too much food and pigged out on deliciously smoked meats.
We rounded out the day watching the Game of Thrones season premier. We skipped on the Walked Dead (Rick: “I’M A GOOD MAN”) and called it a night after that.