Holidays just give us
a SOLID reason to PARTY, HEARTY!
Labor Day weekend was full of stuffed stomachs, boogie shoes, belly laughs and hair of the dog kind of mornings. AND if we had to do it all over again, we
wouldn’t have done it any differently.
Families piled in Thursday and Friday, ready to get their
long weekend started. Campers. Fifth-wheels. Pop-ups. CLASSIC . Golf carts. BBQs.
Tiki lights. Corn hole. TVs SETUP OUTSIDE RVs! The only thing missing from
Camping World’s inventory were lawn animals!
The park was BUZZING with life and the energy all pointed to
one thing. FUN!
Now, being that it was the LAST deck party of the Summer and the FIRST GATOR game of the year, ORANGE and BLUE was out in full force and the tunes were pumping to keep the party groovin! The river was filled with people trying to beat the heat, the lounge was packed with pool sharks, football fans and bikers enjoying a tasty beverage, popcorn snack and the AC. The energy was high and it made for a great afternoon.
Steel Bridge, a TRUE LOCAL FAVORITE with a wide genre of
songs finished out the day’s festivities by playing outside on the patio stage.
They truly now how to make you want to get out of your seat and shake your
booty! I even saw their Emcee attempt a FLIP, OFF the stage and into the crowd!
He was VERY CLOSE to landing it but may have misjudged the distance from the stage
to the ground a little bit. Oops! But hey, high-five for the intensity!
Sunday the temperature was turned WAY UP and the only thing
to keep you cool was the river and an ice cold beverage! Hitting up the
Ichetucknee was a MAD HOUSE! Boats upon boats were tied up, one fellow refer to
it as the “redneck yacht club”, ha! Being on the boat was nice and all but
personally, I think being on a floaty in the river was the sweet spot!
Had a few spicy chicken wings, tried some homemade baked
cookies, dangerously delicious chili cheese dip AND saw TWO. TWO very LARGE manatees
casually swim by who paid no mind to the hundreds of boats overhead. Amazing!
Funniest part about the whole thing…was my boyfriend from
Seattle kept being taunted by the campers about this amazing BBQ… “He had never
seen a BBQ like the South’s BBQ.” “Never
tasted ribs like Big John’s ribs.” “Didn’t even know what a proper green bean casserole
was until he had one in the South.” So here he wakes up from an after river nap
– nudge-nudge- ALL JAZZED to get a plate full of the “South’s fixins” and to
his surprise, ALL the food was gone, the only thing he tasted of the South’s
famous BBQ was a handful of potato chips, HA! Snooze ya lose! Truly!
But the party didn’t end with fully bellies, oh-no-sir-ee.
The DJ cranked up the jams, a volley ball game started up and corn hole
tournaments began. As the sun set it was a full on BBQ after party, dance
party! People kicked off their flip-flops and got down in the sand. What my Seattle boyfriend did learn about the
South was that line dancing (Wobble. Baby. Wobble. Baby. Wobble. Baby.) and moon
shine is still going strong!
No comments:
Post a Comment