Green Palm Inn
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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... of the hill was a line of candy stores, junk shops, awesome bars and cool cafes. I had called my nephew, that lives nearby, and we agreed to meet at a cafe that was in an old warehouse overlooking the bay. I hadn't seen Scoot since his dad, my brother died almost 9 years ago. We had a wonderful lunch and caught up on stuff. We didn't go eat at Paula Dean's, but went by the place, and yep there was a line outside. ...
... s because of the lack of clean roads in the
past days. Horses, animals, mud,...all of that was both smelly and
dirty. The steps gave you an opportunity to get a bit cleaner before
entering the house and the smell was not so bad being up a few feet. The
ones with entrances from their gardens only went up a ...
... higher limit than most destinations.
The kitchen is clean, the rest of the house looks ok (tolerable, not great). I have magic pills to take the edge off the sheer panic of boarding the plane, Olivia has reading and writing material, & Mauro has his sound reduction headphones. I think we're finally all set and just waiting. If all goes according to plan, the next time my fingers hit the keyboard, it will be from Rio!
... it's sails open. We then had a little walk around the town, it's really very nice with lots of Spanish influence still remaining, they claim it is the oldest continually occupied town in America, from 1565. We then went to the fort, the oldest masonry fort in America it has been there since 1672, the first original wooden fort was destroyed by Sir Francis Drake in 1586. The whole town had passed between the Spanish & English (although the French were the ...
... and may have been longer if the entire mane hadn't been crimped to perfection.
Also, this was the first time I experienced a men's room urinal that had its own stall with a door. For a brief moment I contemplated using it just to change it up a bit but the thought was fleeting.
With our bodies quickly drying up from the pickle-flavored fried salt we continued south, stopping briefly at ...