The hotel where we stayed in St. Augustine is located in the downtown area, putting us within walking distance of shops, restaurants and museums. To get to the beach meant to drive to one, but luckily the hotel has an arrangement with a resort on Ponte Vedra Beach. For a small fee, we were shuttled to the resort on Wednesday to access its private beach and pool. The pool was lovely, though I had never been to a beach made up entirely of shells.
As beautiful as it was to look at, the shells were harsh on bare feet!
(I’m totally thinking of Marcel the Shell with Shoes on.)
Naturally the boys loved it despite the shards of shells digging into their skin. We went to the beach with our homeschooling friends, so while the kids frolicked, Tracie and I lounged.
Typical Jack… shorts falling down, doesn’t even notice… or care.
Even more typical Jack… in his own world.
Ponte Vedra Beach is really quite beautiful despite its “sand.”
For dinner that night we went to a local pub where we had the entire back room to ourselves. They had cider on tap, so I was sold immediately! With the kids at one end of the table and the adults at the other, we lost a few hours to lots of laughs with good company.
