Saint Augustine, Florida
The first time we planned on staying a few days in St. Augustine, I fell down the stairs at our rental and broke my arm. I was quite fortunate that a broken arm is all I suffered, in the middle of the night, I literally went head over heels all the way down. We decided it was time for a do-over. Nov. 17, 2025, we headed out for the week. Since we couldn't check into our rental until 4 p.m. we were able to take our time leaving the house -- I even got some work in before we hit the road. The first evening was pretty basic, hit up a grocery store stock up on what we'll need for the week, fix dinner and chill. It was a pretty nice house, but it had weird floors; no curtains or blinds over the all-glass front door; and strange furniture in the living room, a couch that was only a few inches off the floor, a swinging chair that sunk way down low and couldn't swing without hitting the wall or the couch and an odd woven -- something! It had a nice backyard but the lawn furniture ...