Thursday morning I took another walk on the beach before anyone else was up. I gathered just a few more interesting shells and another starfish, this one would break on the trip home, though. It was very chilly out and ice was everywhere, even in the pool. We went out for lunch and had some leftover spaghetti for dinner that Dan had fixed us the night before. Sand was all over the now-drying roads, also we saw water softener salt at the intersections.
And I finally got some more smokes and some whiskey for our last night. We were running out of everything. We had only packed supplies for 3-4 days but we did do a couple loads of laundry in the condo so we had clean clothes to wear. In the afternoon, Kate and I checked out the indoor heated pool and hot tubs.
Friday morning we were finally leaving town. Not that we wanted to, but it was time - past time to get back home. Again I awoke early, early enough to catch the sun rise over the gulf. We had a longer drive to the Mobile Regional Airport than it would have been to Pensacola but we didn't want to wait one more day to fly out. Mom and Dan were gracious with our unexpected stay and drove us to the airport. Again this airport seemed even smaller than Madison's and for some reason that surprised me again.
Thank you for checking out our trip to Alabama last week. If my writing seems somewhat less than enthusiastic it is only because my brain is fried from trying to catch up at work this week. Alabama Pic Dump tomorrow - but for now, Thank You Mom and Dan!
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