Kingsley Plantation, located at the end of a long dirt road on the remote Fort George Island northeast of Jacksonville, Florida provides an intriguing look into the history of the First Coast. It wasn’t always as pretty as it is today and as much as modern society deplores slavery and the wretched injustices it imposed on millions of people, it turns out nothing in history is as simple as it might seem.
So the monkey has been away for awhile. It’s nothing serious (or maybe it is). There’s been way too much business travel for the past few months and the Kongos are now in the midst of looking for a new treehouse in a jungle far, far away. At least far away from America’s Finest City. All the way across the continent to what locals call the “First Coast.” Kongo is moving to Florida.
Loyal followers will recall that the monkey regularly commutes to Florida on business. Regular means just about every week. He’s been shuttling between the East and West Coasts for several years now and has to admit that it’s getting old. So when Kongo’s company began putting pressure on him to relocate it came time for a big decision. Should we pack up and leave wonderful San Diego and move to a RED STATE where there are occasional hurricanes and people drink iced tea with sugar in it? Big decision. Alternatives were maybe launching a full time blogging career (this would probably be a charitable endeavor as nobody is stepping up to actually pay Kongo to write travel blogs), become a professional photographer (Kongo has sold almost $400 in images on Dreamtime in …. wait for it….six months!) Or maybe be a grand girl minder, drive a Meals-on-Wheels delivery truck, or settle down and write that great American novel about coming of age in a monkey troop. Decisions, decisions. When the coin was flipped it went up in the air, got fumbled when the monkey caught it, then he dropped it, and it rolled around and went under the nightstand and then got dragged out with two dust bunnies and tails — the side of the coin designated for Florida.
After some heavy showers, the monkey caught this image from his French balcony at his hotel in Jacksonville, Florida. The blue bridge is the historic Main Street Bridge that spans the St. John’s River. The hardest part of taking this photo was that the camera kept fogging up. See more nighttime challenge entries at the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. Continue reading Photo Challenge Redux: Nighttime
The waterfront in Jacksonville, Florida is a beautiful on a Sunday morning without thunderstorms. Kongo has visited this area twice before and was chased underneath bridges because of nearby lightening bolts and thundering rain. Not yesterday. Finally a clear day.
The monkey is back in Florida this week. Kongo’s company is moving its corporate headquarters from New Jersey to Jacksonville this summer so the monkey is busy making sure a lot of details are taken care of. When he is in Jacksonville, Kongo drives across this bridge a couple of times each day. Since he first saw it last fall, the monkey has always admired its clean lines and harp-like structure but its name is sure a mouthful: Napoleon Bonaparte Broward Bridge. Napoleon Broward, by the way, was a former river boat captain, pilot, and governor of Florida, famous for draining the Everglades. Continue reading “Napoleon Bonaparte Broward Bridge”
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