Alabama (more details to follow in the next post). The weather here is lovely, although I suspect it would be unbearably humid in the summer, as it’s humid now and we’ve had the air on the whole time. I keep forgetting that it’s just April. We’ve had mostly sunny skies, only one major stormy night and today, Saturday, is overcast, cooler, and rainy. They keep this place fogged for bugs, so it’s not buggy at all, but I suspect that’s why we’re not seeing things like turtles and lizards and frogs and snakes. Oh well, I’d rather avoid the bugs, LOL.
There is an Osprey nest just down from us with a pair in/on it. The first few days we were here, one was on the branch with the nest and the other one perched on a nearby tree, but now, the one is IN the nest and the other one is perched on the branch by the nest.
I'm afraid the next paragraph is going to seem very judgmental/prejudicial/maybe even snooty, and I don't mean it that way, at all, just observations, and generalities, of course all people are different, individually. As anyone who knows me well, knows, I'm a people watcher, and I'm very intuitive/empathetic. Not much of a joiner or partier, but I LOVE to watch and observe people. For example: When we've been in the Smoky Mountains hiking, in the past, you could tell where people were from, just by how they greeted or even reacted to one another on the trails. People from the midwest were always friendly, but not overly friendly, "Hi, how you doing? Made eye contact, smiled etc. Similar to the "waves"--first finger off the steering wheel even to complete strangers in the Midwest, LOL. People from the South, of course gave themselves away with their accents, but they were always super friendly, eye contact, hi, how you doin' the trail ahead gets real steep, but it's worth it, etc., with Texans being the most outgoing, friendliest of all, "here, this bridge is kind of narrow, let me help your kids across". People from the New England area tend to be more aloof, might say "hello", but never "Hi, how ya doin", LOL. They also don't tend to make eye contact as much and are much more quiet. People from the West tend to be very standoffish, make an obvious effort to go AROUND you on the trail, like they're afraid you might bother or touch them or interfere with their hike or kids or something. So, when I talk about "people", it's just generalities from the general vibes people give off.
So, with that explanation out of the way: Alabama is much different than I expected. Being on the beach/coast (even if it’s just the Gulf) I expected it to be like Florida along the gulf coast (bikini or less clad thin women, very nicely dressed and coiffed people on the town, at restaurants etc.) Without meaning to be judgmental or prejudiced or anything, it’s a totally different type of people, here, and we're very comfortable. Even on the beach, not many bikini clad young people (until you get down to the FL panhandle, LOL). People down here are “normal sized” and very laid back about showing it (women my size in bikinis???? YUCK!!!, LOL). Whatever you happen to have on, where ever you happen to be, whether it's Walmart or a restaurant, barefeet, no tops (on guys), swim suits or sweats or t-shirts. It’s a slower paced place, not as many places to eat (which is good, we’ve eaten in camp mostly). Appears much lower socio-economic (except the fancy rentals on the beach etc.) as far as the people who actually seem to live here, more either working class or retired, (and the retired people must not be in the areas around the beach because unless they're vacationing, you just don't see them much). Much less care to dress, oral hygiene, missing teeth, crazy hair, etc. Verle says Alabama is “construction grade” and more “our kind of people”, LOL. They rent from “Y’all haul” rather than “U-Haul” (that’s a joke). Very nice, caring, kind people (in general), eager to help people out and calling everybody hon, sweetie, etc.
Apparently the shells take quite a beating coming all the way up the Gulf and end up pulverized by the time they make it to Alabama, which is what makes the super soft sand, but also means almost NO shells. Daughter, B, said Biloxi was like that too, no shells, but not as fine of sand.
I think I'll stop here, as this is getting long and I have 2 more I want to get written today. One about the wonderful beach we found and why we almost aren't coming home, LOL and another about how camping seems to be changing.