Part of this week, I could be found walking the historic city of St. Augustine, Florida with my youngest daughter, Elizabeth.
It is funny, but this is the one city that I didn’t know to much about and it is just bustling with European Influence.
All weekend long, I continued to mourn the loss of my camera, but the handy dandy iPhone was there for me.
“St. Augustine was founded in 1565 as a way to protect the investments of Spain in the New World. Spanish Admiral Don Pedro Menendez de Aviles was sent by King Phillip II to explore and colonize the Florida territory, instructing him to drive out any pirates and non-Spanish settlers.
Menendez arrived in Florida on August 28, 1565, the Feast Day of St. Augustine, and fortified a small Native American village with his 600 soldiers and settlers.
He named the village St. Augustine in honor of the revered saint of the Roman Catholic Church, and it has since become the oldest permanent European settlement in North America.”
St. Augustine accounted for my third trip to Florida this month, which has made blogging sketchy at best this summer. Being on the road so much has not allowed the down time to plug in and get updated on all of the memories I want to capture.
Brian has all types of the things in the works down here right now business related, so in order to keep the family unit in tack, we have been arranging all types of get togethers.
We stayed at the Historic Casa Monica, which for me was the highlight of the day.
“In 1887, Henry Flagler sold a parcel of land to Bostonian architect Franklin W. Smith on which Smith built the Casa Monica Hotel, naming the hotel after St. Monica, the mother of revered St. Augustine and namesake of the city.
The hotel opened on January 1, 1888 with only three guests registered and was later sold to Henry Flagler a few short months later. Flagler renamed the property to Hotel Cordova and caused it to thrive, filling the hotel with many return guests and grand affairs.”
This Spanish-European property spoiled me and was a treat for me to stay at. I thought I was in Madrid, no lie.
This trip was a one on one trip for Lizzy and epic, since she has rarely had any time alone with us being at the bottom of the totem pole-age wise.
Historically, this is the week of our Little Kids Trip, which we usually do when my two oldest are at EFY camp. Their date was switched this year, landing smack dab in the middle of All Star Baseball for Noah, which he can’t even miss one night, so it is yet to be determined whether or not that will happen this year.
A coaches family graciously offered to house him, so we could take Liz still on a get-away-sort of. We cancelled our trip to Illinois to vista Chicago and Nauvoo- where the older kids were and we tagged on Brian’s business trip to St. Augustine with a surprise stop to Magic Kingdom.
We stayed right next to Flagler College which was the former Hotel Ponce de Leon Hotel.
built by Henry Flagler.
“The arrival of Henry Flagler in 1885 marked the beginning of a golden era for St. Augustine that extended through 1914. Enticed by the city’s temperate climate and unique ambiance, Flagler saw great potential for St. Augustine as a popular winter resort and playground for wealthy Northerners.
It was so blasted hot, 95 to be exact, that we spent most of our time at the pool until it cooled down. The whole east coast was reaching record breaking temps, so maybe 95 was a blessing.
She and I swam and drank cool drinks by the poolside, so much darn fun to be had.
When Brian was done at the hospital that afternoon, we ventured out to the lighthouse and the white sand beaches for some family time until it was dark.
It was absolutely delightful and relaxing. Man alive, I love being married to this guy and having a house full of children with him.
My favorite part of the evening was my little historic house drive that we did right before dusk.
Saving that for the next post!