Day 6 – Pensacola FL to Tallahassee FL

We made it to Florida!

After an incredible day exploring New Orleans, we pushed ourselves to drive a bit further and finally made it into Florida. I can’t say the weather is as hot as I thought it would be, but being able to wear shorts in December is a novelty that is not wearing off any time soon.

Last night we stayed in a motel which was okay but I was missing my barn and the horses. This place came with breakfast so that helped saved us some time and cash in the morning. I’m finding that a very popular breakfast in US motels/hotels is DIY waffles which I’m also finding I am not a fan of. No offence America, I love you but your waffles are… questionable.

Although we had quite a drive today we had some great places to stop on the way. The first being the Futuro House of Pensacola Beach. This house was built in the 1960s as an experimental build along with 100 others across the globe. This spaceship has withstood numerous hurricanes and storms and is one of the 60 that remain standing today.

After grabbing another coffee, we stopped for a walk on the beach. This sand was unlike any other I’ve walked on. It had the texture of powdered sugar and the crunch of fresh snow. As it usually is, it was quite windy on the beach which was great to “blow out all the cobwebs” as my nan would say!

We saw a sign for gumbo so of course had to stop for lunch. I have made an oath that when I have my own kitchen and slow cooker again, I’m trying my absolute best to recreate this dish. Of course it would never be as good because it never is, but it’s always great to learn new recipes.

Another world record breaker for the blog! I know you are all loving these… or at least I hope so because I can’t stop finding them ha! We found the world’s smallest police station. This was unmanned and only had a phone inside so I’m not sure if you really can call it a police station… but who am I to decide.

On highway 319 in Crawfordville, we came across Pat Harvey’s collection of Ford trucks. These trucks are placed in chronological order and range from the early 1900s to the 70s. A lot of these trucks belonged to Pat’s father who used them for parts but now they and the land they sit on belong to Pat. He decided one day that he wanted to see what they looked like in order and in doing so, created a quirky roadside attraction. Due to vandals, today this is now private property and there is strictly no parking or trespassing. Slowly being reclaimed by mother nature this road piece teeters between junk and art. I loved seeing this and definitely lean more into art than junk but what about you?

After a long day of driving we checked into our hotel and went to Cracker Barrel for dinner. Take a wild guess what our new favourite restaurant is? I’m still amazed at the value for money you get there. You are served at least two portions in the diguise as one and get to take the left overs home in a box! Oh AND they give you a refill for your drinks to take home to! My British mind has officially been blown.

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