It’s becoming a tradition that we travel to Pensacola to visit Great Grandpa Red for our spring and fall breaks. Once again we had a condo on the beach at Perdido Key. The weather was beautiful. The water was a tad on the cool side, and generally a bit choppy, but that just presented the boys an opportunity to bogey board for the first time.
Besides our visits with Red, we spent a lot of time on the beach, of course. We watched the Blue Angels practice, and climbed the lighthouse at Pensacola NAS. We also visited Joe Patti’s fish market, which was a bit of an experience for the boys. Evan is developing a love of gulf shrimp. Alex hasn’t acquired the taste.
With a week off for fall break, we decided to take the boys back to Pensacola for another visit with Great-Grandpa Red and a few days of beach time. The trip started off a little shaky. Some major storms passed through the panhandle the first night. We could hardly find the condo, and when we did, we spent most of the night worrying whether the cracked patio door was going to shatter in the wind. It all held together though, and the next few days were gorgeous.
We obviously spent some time on the beach each day. The first day had the red flags out as the surf was still pretty chopped up from the storm, but it got progressively better each day. We also did some touring around NAS Pensacola, including a hike up the light house (Alex’s favorite), and another round of Blue Angels practice. It was tough to head back home so soon, but we had a great few days and are looking forward to another trip back.
We took advantage of the second week of the boys Spring Break to fly down to Pensacola to visit Great-Grandpa Red, as well as Grandpa Dave, Grandma Kathy, and Uncle Andrew. After flying into New Orleans and making the 3.5 hour drive to Pensacola, we just had time for a quick visit with Great-Grandpa Red before heading back to the condo on the first night.
The next day, we went to visit the Aviation Museum at the naval base in Pensacola. As we pulled in, we found the place was swarming with tourists. We cam to learn that we stumbled upon a Blue Angels practice session, so we skipped the museum and headed out to the flight line to catch the show. What a thrill! During one of the high speed passes in front of the audience, a 3rd plane buzzes the audience from behind on afterburners. The boys nearly hit the ground, they were so surprised. It took them a few minutes to get their wits back, but eventually they both agreed that “it was cool.”
After another brief visit with Red, we hit the beach. It was a beautiful day, but the water was a little cold and choppy. Nevertheless, the boys had a good time jumping over waves and digging in the sand.
The next day, we took another run at the museum, where the boys were able to sit in several “cockpits”, and flip levers and push buttons to their hearts’ content. We went back to the beach in the afternoon. The second day was a bit warmer, but still not quite enough for swimming. We built some sand castles, including one with a “pool”, that we would watch flood and drain as the waves crashed in.
The next day, we were back in the car to start the trip home. It was a short trip, but we all had a great time, and the boys really enjoyed seeing the Phillips family again. On top of that, we managed to sneak in a brief visit with Grandpa Ashley, Grandma Barb, and a few of the cousin’s that were meeting in New Orleans before getting back on the plane. What a week!