The Road to Lucie's House

Port Saint Lucie, to be exact. And as of this very moment, we're rooming the night in the nearby town of Ft. Pierce (which had a very impressive collection of restored tank and artillery in town).Our impending finale lying only a few hours away.

The road here took us locally through the center of the state again, this time almost to the Atlantic itself. Again, a very pretty image of dotting palm trees among prairies littered with cow and horse pastures. And some orange groves. If not for our lone Floridian on the trip, I would've guessed that these three things were the only things Florida farmers concerned themselves with.

We passed through the darkness until an oasis of light appeared on the horizon. It was this beautiful looking carnival looking place with various Ferris Wheels, rides, games, and so on. It looked so freakin' awesome. So we went to park, paid the nominal fee...only to discover that they wanted a rather large chunk of money at the entrance. Being the starving (sometimes literally) artists that we are, this charge was declined and off we went again.

The hotel here is very nice and we've spent most of our evening here eating Hungry Howie's pizza and pasta while taking a glimpse at the Oscars ceremony: which was, I must admit, very entertaining. A lot of good movies came out this year. It's very satisfying to know, especially with some of the junk that gets out there, that Hollywood does indeed still take storytelling seriously while at the same time pandering to patrons' popular opinion of things.

Anyways, not much else to tell. Today was a very quiet evening. Tomorrow will be a unique ending to a very interesting journey.

-Ben