I will be released

OK, false alarm.

So N and I spent the long weekend in St. Augustine, where his folks live. A nice time was had by all, even though it was essentially a replay of last year. So much so that we didn't really bother taking photos.

We saw the toad.

We went to the beach.

We spent time at Murph's Bar and Grill [but Mostly "Bar"]: more on that later.

Oh, and we went to a church carnival, replete with White Elephant sale, rickety rides, and Infectious Diseases Petting Zoo. There was a large, hay-filled corral housing llamas, donkeys, emus, baby goats and whatnot. Then there was a small playpen alongside: