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Where in the World..
First off.. happy new year, folks! I’ll keep my explanation for my silence short: my blogging muse is on permanent hiatus or visiting more exciting blogs on the planet. After 4 years of blogging, I’m not too disappointed. I haven’t decided what I will do with “lucid in deutschland” but luckily I have other projects away from my computer to keep me from pondering this question for very long.
In the meantime, Alex and I are on a roadtrip in the South. Current location: Houston. First impression: bleh. So why bother: We are visiting a ex-gee friend of Alex’s. Next stop: Austin, whoot! We’ll celebrate my birthday surrounded by music lovers this weekend. I’m tickled with anticipatory glee.
So far we’ve been to Pensacola and New Orleans. Pensacola was as cold as a witches’ tit but the beaches were nearly deserted and exceeded all beach loving expectations. Bright sun, white sand and blue-green gulf water – an aah moment.
New Orleans, although a bit dirty compared to Munich, has a charm that cannot be matched in Munich. You can see people really struggle here and yet they still give you a smile and will warmly talk we you ask how you are doing. We ended up putting our loose change in our pockets because we were asked so many times for a quarter for a food, booze or charity. It’s hard not to run into someone trying to sell you something. When we asked a random fruit stand woman where the nearest city-run tourist office was, she immediately wanted to sell us a swamp and ghost tour combo for $44 a person.
Not to fret. I do recommend going to Jean Lafitte Museum for a free city tour and check out the New Orleans Jazz National Historical Park for free music from very talented park ranger musician.
Do avoid visiting the plantations. They are privately owned and designed to make money off of Gone-With-The-Wind buffs. They aren’t friendly to people who opt not to take their $18 tour per plantation and don’t expect to learn about all sides of life on a plantation. A new tree planted under an old oak framing the Laura Plantation obstructs the view of the house from the street.
I’m awfully lazy right and wrapped in sadness over the images in Haiti, so I’m not uploading any photos. I do have photos of our roadtrip on my facebook.
Things I miss about FL
I stayed in Germany 18 months before I returned home. During that time I didn’t miss a thing. But since being back from our Florida visit, I’ve noticed a few things I slightly long for. I guess because (except for the boiled peanuts) we didn’t have time to see, do, or buy these things in December and January. As you’ll see, there were a few things I simply couldn’t pack with me on our return flight to Munich. Amusingly, most center around food and are written in no particular order.
- Boiled Peanuts
- Florida Strawberry Festival
- kayaking over open water with my red Dagger
- Albritton’s strawberry-orange juice
- cajun grouper sandwich on St. Pete Beach
- good ol’ native Florida southern accent
- Banana Now n’ Laters
- sunsets on Venice Beach with the live bluegrass band playing in the background
- Sunday night drum circle on Siesta Key
- Brach’s candy corn and caramel squares
- Skipper’s Smokehouse
- warm summer evenings and flipflops
♠ ♠ Weeks of Memories
Family, Flager, Florida, Friends, Nasa, St. Augustine 
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