Florida 2015, part one

If you’ve been a reader of this blog for at least a year and a half, you may remember I reported in near-real-time on a Florida trip I took in February of last year. What you may not realize is that this was actually my second major Florida trip, the first having been seven years prior. Today, ThrowBack Thursday returns, after a four-week I hate us hiatus, to present part one of that first Florida trip:

In January 2015, I took a flight to Jacksonville, FL and rented a car. From there, I spent the next ten days slowly making my way down the Atlantic coast and all the way out to Key West. I have chosen to break this trip into three albums, since I have so many pictures from this trip. My first stop was St. Augustine, the oldest city in the USA.


After the Castillo de San Marcos, I decided to go for a walk around downtown St. Augustine, where I stumbled across Flagler College…


As I wandered the streets of downtown St. Augustine, I found some additional interesting works of architecture. Starting almost directly across the street from Flagler College, we find the Lightner Museum / St. Augustine City Hall:


The following day, I visited an old “lifesaving station”. At one time, there were several of these all along the east coast. They were operated by the entity that became the U.S. Coast Guard. This one is the “House of Refuge at Gilbert’s Bar”:


The next day, I toured the Henry Morrison Flagler Museum. This museum was the mansion of Henry Flagler, who was largely responsible for the development of Florida’s Atlantic coast. Mr. Flagler made his millions with the Standard Oil Company, then used that money to build a railroad down the coast, and all the way out to Key West. I’ve toured quite a few “gilded age” mansions all over the U.S., and this one absolutely stands out as the most memorable, largely due to the “Grand Hall”. The Grand Hall is basically the reception room, and it’s not only ornate, but also IMMENSE. During its construction, Flagler himself had the builders lower the ceiling a few feet, because he thought it looked more like one of his railroad stations than a room in a home. Also, this room has statues not just standing on the floor or on shelves, not just in alcoves in the walls; it has statues IN THE FRIGGIN’ CEILING! As usual, I took no photos of the inside, so you’ll have to go see it yourself – and I HIGHLY recommend that you do. As also usual, I did get a few pics of the exterior and the grounds:


After finishing at the Henry Morrison Flagler Museum, I drove around the city of Palm Beach a bit, and found it to be the home of interesting hedge trimming, among other things:


Thus ends part one. Next week: Miami Beach!

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