Panama City Beach, FL 2017 - Days 6 & 7

Well guys, this will be my final beach post!  Some of you may be relieved because – overload – and some of you may be sad because – no more pretty beach pics.  I’m going to miss these recaps because it’s always nice to relive a trip, but I surely won’t miss the editing of eighteen billion pictures that come along with each of the posts!

Anyway, Friday was our last full day in PCB so we wanted to make the most of it.  We had another sunny day upon us so we were up and at ‘em bright and early.  We had a quick breakfast of cereal in the condo and then it was down to the beach.  It was pretty much the same as the previous day – jump in the waves, play in the sand, find shells, repeat.

After playing for several hours at the beach, we stopped by the pool on our way up to the condo.  Again, the kids had zero interest and we only stayed for 20 minutes or so.  On the way back to our room, we stopped by the beachside café and grabbed ice cream to enjoy after lunch!!  Olivia chose some sort of Sponge Bob popcicle and Brian, Jacob, and I chose chocolate chip cookie ice cream sandwiches.  Is there anything better?! 

After lunch, we bathed the kiddos and put Olivia down for her nap, and then it was back down to the beach for me for some alone time with my book.  Or so I thought.  Hehe.  Y’all remember in our Beach Trip by the Numbers post I had mentioned that we had found a container of marijuana?  Well, it’s finally time to tell the story…

When I arrived back down to the beach, somebody had taken over our chairs and they had stated that the people at the condo had given them those chairs when they had checked in today.  I decided not to argue as the people next to us had told us earlier that morning that we could use theirs if we needed more room because they wouldn’t be using them that day.  So I plopped down in the set of chairs that were next to our original ones and proceeded to read my book.

About 15 minutes after I had laid down, an elderly lady who was is the set of chairs next to me said, “Excuse me, I tossed a bottle under your chair earlier and I just wanted to see if it was still there.  Can you please check?”  So I said, “Okaaaay…” and hopped up so I could raise the chair.  Sure enough, there was what appeared to be an extra large ibuprofen or Tylenol bottle under there with the label ripped off.  I picked it up and reached out to hand it to the lady and she said, “Oh no, I don’t want it!  I just wanted to know if it was still there!” 

Huh?? 

After she told me that I was getting ready to put it back inside my chair when the elderly lady’s daughter-in-law hollered, “Wait, give it to me!  I wanna see what’s in it!” 

And you guys, before I go any further, I need to paint a little picture for you.  This lady (the daughter-in-law), who was probably in her late 40’s or early 50’s, was about the country-est lady I’ve ever met.  I’m from the south and I may have a slight southern drawl, but this lady was straight country.  And she was LOUD. 

So I hand her the bottle and I’m just smoothing out my towel and getting ready to lay back down and I hear, “OHHHH MY GAAAAWD, YOU HALFTA SEE WHUT’S IN THIS BOTTLE!!!!  OH MYYYY LOW-ERD!”

So I turn around and she and her mother-in-law (the elderly lady who originally asked about the bottle) are looking in the bottle and cracking up. 

The lady started hollering, “THERE’S MARIJUANA IN THIS BOTTLE.  OH MY GOOTNESS, IT’S WEEEED!”  And she proceeded to stick the bottle in my face.

Sure enough, it was filled to the top with some good ol’ Mary Jane. 

I was like, “Uh, okay, well it’s not mine.  Your mother-in-law was the one who asked me to look for the bottle.  Can you please quiet down and please for the love of all that is holy, wipe my fingerprints off of that bottle?” 

Lol.

Next thing I know, her husband starts walking down from the condo and she starts yelling, “BABY, JUST WAIT ‘TIL YOU SEE WHUT’S IN THIS BOTTLE!!!!” 

At that point half of the people on the beach are staring at us.  Some are cracking up and some are looking judgy and I’m totally just trying to ignore them and get lost in my book, but the lady continues to drag me into the conversation. 

“WHUT SHOULD WE DO WITH IT?”

I’m like, “Uh, I have no idea.  Turn it in to the people at the front desk at the condo?  Throw it in the trash?”

Turns out, her husband is in law enforcement and as soon as he looked and realized what it was, he told her to hush and to get rid of it. 

I was finally able to enjoy about another hour down there after the whole weed debacle, and I still have no idea what exactly they did with the bottle.  All I know, is that there is somebody somewhere who is PISSED to be missing it.  Lol.

After finally relaxing for a bit longer it was time for me to head up to the condo and get ready, and then we all headed out for our last night.

We drove to Pier Park for one last hurrah, had pizza, watched the sun set on the beach again, and then headed to the carnival just one more time.  The kids had a blast riding all of the rides again and then Jacob decided that he wanted to ride this crazy ride that jerks you all around in circles.  He was tall enough to ride with an adult, so I told B to have fun.  Lol.  I wanted to puke just watching them on it, but Jacob LOVED it.  Sometimes he really surprises me.

We ended the carnival with a game of ball toss, and the kids won prizes – a water gun for J and a big blow up dolphin for O. 

We then stopped by Marble Slab for one last round of ice cream and it was time to call it a day.

Saturday morning we got up and headed to the Panera we always go to for breakfast.  Olivia serenaded us with several rounds of “Old McDonald” and then it was time to hit the road.

The drive home was a little more crazy as Olivia was not excited to be contained in her seat, but it definitely could have been worse.

All I know is that it was good to be home!

If you missed any of the other recaps, you can see them below.  

By the Numbers

Day 1 

Day 2

Days 3 & 4

Day 5

*Linking up with Sparkles and Lattes for Confessional Thursday and Home of Malones for Thoughts for Thursday.