Our usual ritual is for me to drop Allison at the terminal, drive back to the employee lot to save on parking costs, take the bus in and then meet her at the gate. This has never failed us. Until now.
Long story short, she got stuck in a massive security line never seen before and the plane left without us and 30 empty seats. About 20 of those seats were supposed to be occupied by 20 revenue passengers stuck in the line with Allison. See where this is going? Those 20 people carried over to the next flight which was oversold.
After some discussion, all the parties involved decided to try for it another weekend in the future. So there we were at the airport at 11AM with 3 days at our disposal. Where else could we go?!?!
Nothing looked good. Then suddenly I had a thought.
"We've never really been on a road trip before. Florida is pretty close. Let's go!" or something to that effect.
About 1.5 hours later, we were picking up our rental car there at the airport and hitting the road for Ft. Walton Beach/Destin, Florida. I've had many overnights there and after telling Allison about them, she was extremely jealous and wanted to go. Such a sucker for the beach. Not that I can blame her really.
Why did we rent?
1) Both of our cars need some maintenance work.
2) USAA gives uber-discounts on rentals which the lady at the desk even commented on. "Wow, that's a really good rate!"
3) The Chevy Cobalt we rented got 35 MPG.
4) We drove 967 miles on in 2 and a half days and none of those miles went on our cars.
Our route took us southwest out of Atlanta on I-85 to Montgomery, Alabama. We did some brief touring and continued on I-65 towards Mobile. About 2/3 of the way, we left the interstate and headed straight south towards Pensacola, FL. The plan was to drive the entire Florida panhandle's "Gulf Coast Highway 98," if you will. Allison got to see the oh-so-lovely Bay Beach Inn in Gulf Breeze where I've unfortunately stayed on overnights. After Katrina or one of those hurricanes from that season, it was closed down due to water damage but has since re-opened. Darn.
We continued east on 98 to the Ft. Walton/Destin area and checked into our hotel around 7pm. I took Allison to the Mellow Mushroom where I first discovered the wonderful pizza heaven that is M.M. I ordered the exact same thing on my pizza and had an Abita Amber, just like the first time. Tear! Yes, I'm a dork like that. You really don't understand how much we love Mellow Mushroom.
After dinner, we checked out Fudpucker's, a 2-chain local restaurant that is supposedly famous for their T-shirts. I bought one back in 2003 when I went on my first airline overnight in Ft. Walton as an intern. The one in Destin has a club attached to it so we checked it out. There was a quite-decent live band playing a bunch of 80's to current covers so we sat there like an old married couple and enjoyed the music. :-)
The next day, we headed for the beach, although it was about 50 degrees and windy so not exactly ideal beach conditions. But it was great to be in the sand. We checked out the local shopping district and had Whataburger for lunch. Then it was over towards Eglin Air Force Base which has a tiny corner dedicated to civilian operations, better known as the terminal building. There is a small aviation museum nearby that I've seen before but never been to. So we went. It was closed on Sunday (resisting urge to insert some Alice's Restaurant lyrics) but you could still wander around the airplanes outside. So we did.
After that, we went back to the hotel, had a short nap, and then went back out to watch the sun set on the beach before dinner. I really think it doesn't get much better than watching the sun set like that. Absolutely incredible. And since it was our pseudo-Valentine's celebration, quite romantic as well. With the beach still in view, we split a shrimp quesadilla and crab cakes with green beans and cous-cous.
The next day, Monday, we started out early for the drive back to Atlanta. As before, we took the scenic route back, following 98 east, through Panama City, until the beach ends and the swamp begins all the way to Tampa. We stopped over in Tallahassee, the state capitol, and had lunch at a local college hang-out looking place on the Florida State campus. Then it was through south Georgia and a lot of farm and orchard country until we met up with I-75, south of Macon, the rest of the way to Atlanta.
Here's a map of our route with the start/end point indicated by the green dot and a green arrow pointing to Ft. Walton/Destin where we spent the majority of the time. Click to enlarge.

And of course, what trip would be complete without photos. Check them out on shutterfly:
Florida Trip in Photos
We had an excellent time making the best of our failed original plans. Hope you enjoyed reading and viewing it. One thing's for sure, it reminded me how much I love road trips and how much I miss driving places. I guess that's why my old truck had seen the Atlantic, Pacific and Gulf of Mexico in it's lifetime with me. :-)
Since I've done 2 entries today, I think I'll say goodbye until next time...