Part II of the trip morphed from my birthday to being in town to help M's mom celebrate her birthday. She's so kind to me, and loves to see her son, obviously. I was excited to spend part of the weekend visiting with her, too!
Sunday 9am: We wake up, drag ourselves out of bed and pack up. The valets bring the car around (doesn't that make us sound rich?) and we're on our way. We've decided to take a meandering trail down to M's mom in Fairhope, Al. so we need to start early!
Sunday morning: Our route takes us through Eufaula and Dothan, Al., straight down to I-10, which we follow over until we are just north of Destin, Fl.
Sunday 1:30(ish)pm: I have never been to Destin, and after sharing this fact, M decides that's where we're having lunch. We're looking for a waterfront hole-in-the-wall and find the Boatdock Oyster House - perfect! Half dozen raw & a fish sandwich for M, Oyster po-boy for me (yum!) and we're back on the road.
Sunday afternoon: Our next goal is the world famous Florabama Lounge and Package Store. We drive through Pensacola, Fl., which takes us by this gem of a billboard:
We make it just in time to have a can of corona (I know they're selling these in stores now, but this was the first place I'd seen them) and dip our toes in the ocean.
Sunday 7pm: After 11 hours in the car, we're finally headed for our final destination for the day; beautiful Fairhope, Alabama. When we get there M makes us all an incredible steak dinner. I fall asleep on the couch watching family guy. It's been a long day, and we've got plans for tomorrow!
Monday 8am: We wake up and have a big cup of coffee on the porch and make a plan to go explore downtown. M's not feeling too well, and he's so sore he can't walk fast enough to keep up with me (nor can I make myself walk slow enough to keep down with him). We make due, and see the Fairhope library, as well as several shops in the artistic, eclectic downtown area.
Monday 1pm: M's mom has driven into Mobile, so we meet her there (a whopping 20 minutes away) for lunch at a local wing restaurant. No one gets wings, but it's delicious nonetheless.
Monday 3pm: On the way into Mobile, M saw the U.S.S. Alabama and arrows to the National Battleship Park, and suddenly we had afternoon plans. I know a lot of girls who would hate this plan for the afternoon, but climbing all over a big spooky WWII battleship sounds awesome to me! So after a quick drive down government street in Mobile, oohing and ahhing over the gorgeous southern homes, this is where we end up:
Pretty sure there are ghosts in the infirmary. Creepy:
Monday 6:30pm: We call M's mom on our way back and have her meet us at the Fairhope Pier to watch the sun go down over Mobile bay. M's looking like he feels worse and worse as the day goes on, but he seems to enjoy the peace of watching the sunset.
Monday 8pm: After a simple and elegant dinner at home (steak and rosemary potatoes), M completely tanks. Running a fever, totally out of it--he's not okay. A couple of Tylenol, an antibiotic, and a cup of tea later & M was passed out in bed.
Tuesday 8am: It's an early morning after a long night. M's fever spiked again in the night, but between the two of us (and Tylenol, thank God for Tylenol) we got it to break. He's feeling much better this morning, which is good because we have an 8 hour drive ahead of us.
Tuesday Morning: We shop a little with M's mom (I got a great trench coat for $25- original $130!) have a shrimp lunch and hit the road by our goal time of 1pm. An amazing feat, trust me.
Tuesday 9:30pm: We're rolling back into town, totally worn out, but happy with our adventure. We've spent 5 days with little or no time away from each other and not killed one another. This is a good sign for our relationship, methinks.
All in all, it was great (minus the whole M-knocking-on-death's-door thing). I'm really enjoying telling people all about our wonderful trip, emphasis on my M's superhuman effort to give me an incredible birthday present.
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