As we made our way out
of Miramar Beach, we decided to pay a visit to Baghdad – not Iraq, and not
quite spelled the same, we paid a visit to Bagdad Florida. We had been to
Bagdad Arizona before, and although small, it was actually quite large compared
to Bagdad Florida. But there was one claim to fame here that it didn’t share
with its counterpart in Arizona – it was the home of famed PGA golfer Bubba
Watson!
Of course, it had to
happen. The Woman celebrate National Pizza Day when it came around on February
9. God forbid that the Woman not pay homage to National Margarita Day, just two
days before my birthday on February 22. Somehow, I missed National Hangover Day,
appropriately falling on January 1. But when we learned that McDonalds had
named March 2 as National Egg McMuffin Day, the results were all but certain.
Since we didn’t know how
many dry or warm days we might see here, we headed out our first day to walk
the Biloxi Bay Bridge. Just short of 2 miles long, the bridge has a nice, wide
dedicated walking/biking lane with a great view of the shore lines as well as
the navigation channels. Kona joined us, and was dismayed at our roughly 3-mile
round trip on concrete without a single tree or bush in sight. We had fun when
we got to the top of the bridge and found all kinds of locks declaring someone’s
love.
At the end of the bridge
entering Ocean Springs Mississippi we got a bonus. Crooked Feather was the 17th
Whispering Giant carved by Hungarian artist Peter Wolf Toth. It turns out that we
had passed Crooked Feather on our way to Gulf Beach RV Resort, but we just hadn’t
spotted it by the side of the road. With this find we now have seen exactly
half of his carvings that still exist.
On our way I was amused
by a restaurant we passed somewhere in southern Alabama. I always appreciate a
clever marketing mind.
Talk to you soon.
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