We took an early morning flight across the country to attend the the wedding of Dave's cousin, Kelly Bartek to Cody Castleberry. When we finally got to Pensacola and got checked in, we ran into the bride and groom and made plans to go to dinner together. We went to an Irish Pub across the street called McGuire's. We had amazing shepherd's pie and enjoyed getting to know Cody. The ceiling was covered with dollar bills people had signed with sharpies and had stapled onto the ceiling. They thought there was over a million dollars up there.
On Friday we decided to do a little sightseeing. We started out at the Naval Air Museum. We had been warned to avoid the tours given by retired volunteers, but we ended up joining one led by this gentleman, Terry Bryan, whose call name had been "Zeus". He had been a test pilot and had very interesting stories and had even flown in space. He was so funny too, telling us about crashes and flight disasters and then he would say, "That was a bad air day".
There was a lighthouse nearby that we visited after the museum. You could walk around the lighthouse keepers home, which they said was haunted and had been featured in an episode of Ghost Hunters. We looked for the supposed blood stains in the bedroom but did not see anything.
The treat of a ghost did not scare me, but the 177 steps we took to the top of the lighthouse frightened me more that anything else on my life. The stairs were iron with a see-through pattern. Many steps had been replaced, causing me to doubt the safety of the remaining ones.
The view from the top was amazing, but the journey back down the stairs was just as terrifying as the trip up.
We also visited Fort Barracas, which was dug into a hill, first by the Spaniards, then by the US Army to protect the port.
There were these really long underground hallways that went around in a square.
That night we ate authentic southern food at 5 Sisters Blues Cafe. Our waitress reminded me of Whoopie Goldberg and Dave got to enjoy Chicken and Waffles, a new favorite of his.
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Saturday we had time before the afternoon wedding, so we visited the Pensacola Historic Village. There were people dress in period costume showing people how they cooked and made and cared for guns in colonial times and tours were given of some of the older houses. Because it was October, the tour guide tried to make everything sound haunted.
We went back to get ready for the wedding. It took place in this old church, which was very pretty, and haunted, of course.
Kelly looked beautiful and the ceremony was conducted by a friend of the groom's family, so it was more personal.
The reception was held outside. The weather was so nice and we enjoyed spending time with Aunt Amy (when she wasn't dancing the night away) and Dave's cousins Stephanie and Kristen.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
The next morning we had breakfast with the Barteks and then they were headed back home. It was really good to see them. Our visits are too few and far between.
Dave, Donna and I headed down to Pensacola Beach to relax. The beach was beautiful.
We walked down the pier, spoke to people fishing, and took this silly picture.
That night we ate at the FishHouse right on the water. I had some delicious shrimp.
The next morning we headed home. It was a long, hard day for me with way too much sitting. I was glad to finally be home and see the kids that night.
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