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THE BAD PENNIES
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President's Day Weekend February 15 - 18, 2002 Walks in Florida, Alabama, Mississippi and New Orleans
The Floribama Trip from a 'New Penny' Viewpoint by Charlotte Albright
I knew no
one when I signed up for this four-day trip, and I had a wonderful time! We
started our adventure in New Orleans with a terrific Cajun
lunch at Mulates As the sun began to set, we headed out in our seven person vans for a three-hour drive to Gulf Shores, Alabama, our base for the weekend. All of our hotel rooms faced the water, and we could watch the sun rise and set from our private balconies. My roommate and I left the sliding door open at night and were lulled to sleep by the sound of the waves. Our Alabama walks/swims/rides started right from the hotel the next morning, and we had a number of choices of 5 and 10k walks. The first evening we had a truly southern dinner at the hotel with a number of other walking groups.
On Sunday
morning, we headed to Pensacola, Florida, where we had choices of several 5 or
10k walks. On the way back we stopped at Gulf Shores (?) State Park for an
afternoon walk. Several people in my van enjoyed earning some late afternoon
Monday morning came early as we planned to stop in Ocean Springs State Park, Mississippi, our way to the airport. This, too, proved to be a lovely walk, and we were ready to rest on our flight home.
The weekend went by quickly! We had warm, sunny weather, spent only a few hours on the road, and had a lot of flexibility with how we spent our days. The people in my van were friendly and welcoming, and my roommate and I got along very well. I thoroughly enjoyed this trip!
Don’t Feed the Alligators and Other Lessons Learned On the Floribama Trip
It felt a bit
strange to be departing from National instead of our familiar BWI for Adventure
#25. After all the stories in the news about security at National,
Our first stop of the trip was New Orleans. Savvy volksmarchers that we are, the first stop was for fuel at
Mulate’s “The
Original Cajun Restaurant.” Legend has it that the building was built in the
late 19th century to be used as a hotel and was later a stable for
the Faubacher Brewery. The lunch crowd at Mulate’s was relatively subdued but it
was easy to imagine the Cajun music and dancing that the evening hour would
bring. After our tummies were full, it was time to begin the walk. We had just
missed Mardi Gras but there were still beads to be found everywhere.
There were several walks in Alabama from which to choose and for those who like to take a dip in a pool, some swims. There were guided walks, walks along the beach and walks on a nature trail depending on your preference. That evening the Capitol City Wanderers, the group that sponsored the walks, had a lovely dinner. It was well attended by several groups including our own. Smart decision because the food was great. The Bad Pennies must have been particularly lucky since quite a few members including Jean Fox, Robin Blandford, Ken and Ann Dunshee, Nelson Cahill, Sue Yun and Evalee Dumas left the dinner that evening with some lovely gifts.
The next day
found us doing walks in Perdido Key, Florida.
Finally it
was on to Ocean Springs, Mississippi for the last walk before leaving for the
airport and home. Another day of perfect walking weather just added to what was
already a lovely walk. The signs in the Gulf Islands National Seashore Davis
Bayou Area cautioned visitors to the park not to feed the alligators. No
problem. Who wants to be an alligator’s entree after the entree is foolish
enough to run out of hors d’oeuvres?
One interesting moment came in the last segment of the trip while the group was seated in the plane ready to take off. Idly glancing out the window, several Bad Pennies noticed a liquid gushing out of the wing of the airplane. It seemed prudent to call this little matter to the flight attendant’s attention. She in turn alerted someone and fairly soon there was quite a crowd assembled around the pool of liquid on the ground. It was a bit worrisome when everyone’s efforts stayed concentrated on the ground. No one seemed to be looking up to see why the liquid came down. Finally the captain announced that an overzealous employee had filled the fuel tank a bit too full. What we saw coming out was from the overflow valve. I certainly wanted to believe him but I admit to some trepidation for the length of the flight. When we safely touched down at National I decided he must have been right after all. Once again, our thanks to Matt for organizing a trip that was fun and time well spent.
Peggy Bercher
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