Day fourteen: Travesty in Gulf Shores

Today went quite unexpectldly, but not bad. I'll say this: something quazi-bad happened to us today.

This morning, we packed up for a day at the beach. We went to this beautiful white-sand beach, parked and got out. There were chairs under umbrellas to rent, and we thought it was a bit strange that the one closest to the parking lot wasn't taken, but we were pleased to have it. Then, we headed out into the wonderful surf, under the hot sun.

After being in the water for about fifteen minutes, Mom and I noticed that our legs started to burn. We figured it was the salt water on fresh shaved legs, but after a few more minutes we got out. Dad was itching too and got out, and Wyatt got out last of all. Our legs were itching, and we didn't know why, so Dad went and talked to a life-guard. As it turns out, jelly-fish were going through, and the surf had broken off their tentacles, and they had stung us. It was bad. Worst for Wyatt, because it got all up in his trunks. The life-guard sprayed us with an ammonia-vinegar solution and gave us meat tenderizing powder to rub on our itching, but needless to say, we left the beach.

So there we were, noon, burning. We went back to our room and we all rinsed off and got changed, and we decided to head up to Pensacola, FL, because there's the Naval Aviation Museum on the Navy base. First, we stopped a Krystal Burger for lunch, then headed on our way.

We spent the afternoon in the Museum, which was very cool, and then headed off. Mom and I wanted to get some serious shopping done. For dinner, we stopped at a fruit stand and got some tomatoes, and had tomato and peanut-butter sandwiches, like Aunt Suzie had told us about. The tomatoes weren't too flavorful, unfortunately, but we're more than willing to try it again.

While Mom and I were pounding the pavement at a Tanger's Outlet Mall, Dad and Wyatt went fishing in the ocean (sadly, with little luck). We reunited and headed back to the hotel to rest from our days adventure. It didn't go as planned, but it was still a good day. By the way, the jelly-fish sting went away, so we're none of us itching. Tomorrow we'll be out of jelly territory.

-Jane