I love to explore abandoned buildings, much to the dismay of my mother.
There is something about walking through them and wondering what stories they might be able to tell. I also wonder about what happened after they fell into disrepair.
In this building, I found a large circle made out of rocks. What was the purpose for this? Was it a group of Wiccans? Was it a bunch of teenagers trying to rebel against their religious upbringing by experiencing with the occult?
The building knows all these answers, but it will never tell.
Malia and I boarded Carnival Elation around 11:00 on Thursday Morning. The ship was bigger and better than I could have ever imagined.
There were so many things to do on board: swimming, hanging out in the hot tubs, playing mini golf, attending one of the numerous shows, viewing the art gallery, playing the scheduled trivia games or contest, watching other boats near the shores or out in the ocean, sitting on the deck to enjoy the ocean view, gambling at the ship’s casino, and of course there was tons of delicious food to eat.
The staff was friendly and helpful. I especially enjoyed how our cleaning staff always created animals out of the towels they left in our room. It was absolutely adorable.
Just being on the cruise ship was an amazing experience that I will never forget.
We arrived in Jacksonville, rather late. However, we still wanted to walk along the beach and wander around the downtown area. Most places were closed and void of people, but we still enjoyed ourselves.
The best part was walking along the beach. It was beautiful, even at night. The sounds of the waves and the birds were crystal clear. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to get any good pictures.
The lights in downtown Jacksonville were lovely. As I walked around the city, I thought about my next adventure. I was going to board a cruise ship and go to The Bahamas, neither of which I had ever done before in my life. I was full of excitement and curiosity.
Professor Hardwigg discovered an old Icelandic parchment that contained a map to the center of the earth. The professor was determined to follow the map with his nephew and a guide from Iceland as traveling companions.
Their journey was perilous and at several points almost ended in death, yet they succeeded and reached their destination.
They found the center of the earth contained a unique ecosystem, complete with vegetation, water, massive creatures, and even what appeared to be giant humans.
There were some interesting parts in the book. However, it seemed a bit far fetched and I found it difficult to get into the story.
Gwen and I took two of our dogs (Blue and Buddy) hiking last Saturday. We followed the Burritt Nature Trail in Huntsville, Alabama.
It’s a great place to hike and explore. You will find interesting foliage and caves. However, the trial can get pretty rocky at some points, so you have to watch your step.
As you follow the trail, you will find a clearing in the woods and at the edge of that clearing is a massive cross. The cross was built in 1963 by the Huntsville Ministerial Association.
The trail then continues behind the cross. At this point it is steep and extremely difficult to navigate. The trail takes you up to the top of the mountain. The view up there is extraordinary and well worth the effort.
We took a rest break at the top of the mountain, then we went back down to the clearing, and continued to follow the trail.
It took us two hours to complete the entire trail. When we got back to the Jeep, we were all sweaty, dirty, stinky, hungry, and completely exhausted.
Twenty years ago, there was a quadruple homicide in this house. The victims were teenagers and they were killed for accusing a young man of stealing a cell phone.
The guilty individual, as well as his two accomplices, were convicted and the house was eventually abandoned.
I drive by this house all the time and this week I was compelled to look inside of it. It’s hard to describe how I felt entering the house.
There was a mixture of sadness and grief, due to the senseless murders that happened here. I can’t even imagine how those poor teenagers felt as they realized their lives were coming to an end. Also, I felt angry. How can someone be so evil and callused?
I didn’t know the teenagers, but I feel for them and their families. I wonder what they would have accomplished if their lives were not taken from them.
I left the house with a heavy heart and a lot of questions.
During the summer of 1988, my brother and I spent most of our free time exploring the woods and playing in a creek.
We were hanging out at the creek and Aaron was fishing. He had a bucket full of fish he had caught, but it started to rain. Neither one of us wanted to go home, since we were having so much fun. I suggested we take the bucket of fish home with us and put the fish in our bathtub. That way we could continue having fun while we were at the house. Aaron thought it was a great idea, so that’s what we did.
My mom came home from work, as she passed by the bathroom, she saw Aaron sitting on the toilet with a fishing pole. She went into the bathroom to find out what he was doing in there. When mom looked into the bathtub, she went ballistic. She started yelling at both of us to get those **** fish out of the there.
We put the fish back into the bucket and walked down the street. We decided to release the fish in our neighbors pound. Once we got home, mom made us scrub the bathtub with several different cleaning solutions.
Personally, I think she may have overreacted just a little bit.