Sep 27
Hidden away for a few days in Florida at a very nice hotel in Amelia Island, the southern most point of the chain of barrier islands stretching down the east coast of America. I have been here before, and am happy to be here again, even if this time is work. It says here!
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Described as a southern jewel in the Atlantic Ocean chain of Sea Islands, Amelia Island has 13 miles of dune protected beaches, 17 golf courses, maritime forests and marshlands, and, er pirates.
Named for Princess Amelia, daughter of George II of Great Britain, the island has changed hands between colonial powers a number of times. It claims that the French, Spanish, British, Patriot, Green Cross, Mexican, Confederate, and United States flag have all flown over it at some point.
Long before all of that the Timucua people lived on what they called Napoyca. They lived quite happily for centuries until they finally disappeared under constant warfare from the English colonists and native allies after the turn of the 19th century.
Europeans had first settled here in the 1500’s, and by the early 1800’s it had become what President James Monroe called a “festering fleshpot” filled with pirates, smugglers and illegal slave traders.
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Back to the work grind this morning after a laid back Easter weekend on the barrier island of Amelia Island, which lies just south of the Georgia and Florida state border.
This charming, leafy and pedestrian oceanside refuge hit all the right notes for a lovely break. The hotel was a kid’s paradise and it went to town with the Easter bunny, who even paid us a visit to our room one night bringing milk and cookies.
12,000 eggs were laid out for the Sunday morning Easter egg hunt, which about 150 kids swept up into baskets ranging from supermarket plastic bags to elaborate picnic hampers in about five minutes flat. Our little ‘un took my tactical advice and ignored the kids stopping at the first sign of them, and ran to the back to make out like a bandit until the other kids cottoned on.
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For the entirety of the today’s game I was fortunate enough to be out on a boat off Amelia Island in Florida the captain navigating his craft through the islands of the inland waterway moving frequently across the Georgia and Florida stateline.
For almost the entirety of the game I had absolutely no signal on my phone. Disconcerting and liberating in equal measures.
My Livescore app found an ounce of satellite just as Diarra had given us a lead. The signal disappeared as quick as it had came until the game was in injury time. Typically my football club had capitulated for the umpteenth time to that lot. I banged out a text to my brother: “Every f—— time.” The reply was less polite.
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We are spending Easter weekend in Florida, at the very north east of the state close to the Georgia border at a place called Amelia Island, named after Princess Amelia the daughter of George II.
According to my research Amelia Island is known for it’s shrimp festival, one of America’s most important petanque tournaments and is listed on Travel & Leisure as one of the USA’s most quirkiest towns!
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Siesta Key Beach, Florida
