Day 13-St. George Island

How would you spend you last day in paradise?  We opted for the laundromat and car wash in Port St. Joe.

Once those chores were completed, we headed for the Sand Dollar, a cafeteria style restaurant that specialized in home cooking, and an automatic dining choice when were in the Panhandle.

Crab cakes, garlic mashed potatoes, and lima beans.

Pork roast with rutabaga, carrots, and onions.

Leaving the Sand Dollar, our next stop was Piggly Wiggly, AKA The Pig, where we stocked up on groceries.  Our dinner plan was to buy something to cook for dinner at our campsite, but when I saw Paul Gant's BBQ food truck, we opted to pick up some pulled pork which we would use for BBQ sandwiches.  Much easier than even hotdogs.

Heading back to St. George, we stopped in Apalachicola for ice cream, and an another walk around the town to soak up the ambiance of this beautiful city that was once dominated by the cotton trade.  Prior to the Civil War, Apalachicola was the South's second busiest cotton port, trailing only New Orleans.

Once we were back at on St. George, we headed for the beach and were again treated to an almost empty beach.  The water was even warmer than yesterday, and the wind a little stronger, so my swim was delightful.  

A dead fish brings out the worst in these seagulls.

Our evening at the campsite was quiet.  We dined inside the van...too many bugs landing on our food.  We listened to the Red Sox via SiriusFM, and we marveled at the nearly full moon.  

Pork butt sandwiches on brioche toast, baked beans, chips, and an IPA from Hog Island Brewery.

Our four days on St. George could not have gone better.  We'll be back.