Howdy, y'all! (Or what's left of y'all in Gather Ghost Town.)
Laela Arcus and I just came back from a pre-winter getaway to Gulf Shores, Alabama, and I plan to inundate you with photo essays in the coming week(s). This one'll ease you in to the inevitable.
Obviously, I took this trip because I needed a....

(Scenic 98, south of Fairhope, AL.)
It was to save me a different kind of trip, to the...

(Actually the site of the long-defunct Mississippi Tuberculosis Sanitorium, just off Highway 49, south of Jackson. Photo essay to follow!)
Here's a Louisiana town with a sense of humor...

But this makes NO sense to me...

Since anything associated with Transylvania should be Catholic, right? Who ever heard of a Protestant vampire?
Here's how Felix's Fish Camp restaurant welcomes you down on the Causeway across Mobile Bay...

And yet, as much as I like seafood, that guy doesn't do it for me.
I took this photo especially for certain unreasonable grits-haters here on Gather (they know who they are) ...

(Near Big Lagoon State Park in Florida.)
But what's this? Could it be post-Halloween CARNAGE?

We had wandered accidentally onto the driveway leading to the Orange Beach Art Center when the horror started!

What in God's name happened here? What terrors befell this innocent scarecrow family?

Could it have been the dreaded flying monkeys, picking them off one by one?

Leaving behind only limbs and... and... entrails? *gasp*
Well...

Here's the nearest neighbor to the folks on McGrits Boulevard...

And I leave you with this question...

More to come!


Comments: 70
Linda -- and "wherever two or three are gathered in my name, one of them shall bring dessert". ;-)
Please inundate me with many more of these entertaining photo essays.
(Just go with me on this.)
DON'T GET ME STARTED!
I LOVE grits...as long as they're done right!
Shock of my life the first time I went north of the Mason Dixon line and was offered grits with sugar in them. I nearly threw up at the table.
Susan -- in truth I am no fan of turnips or turnip greens, and I find dry white biscuits covered with lumpy white-gray gravy appalling as a breakfast item.
Sarah -- well, she's tall.
And turnip greens are always served with a bottle of pepper vinegar or other hot sauce on the side.....
And butter and sausage only on my biscuits, please. None of that thick, gooey flavorless wallpaper paste stuff. (At a minimum, a Popeye's chicken biscuit will do; the top end of the flavor scale for biscuits are my grandmother's hand-rolled flaky biscuits that peel apart into moist, buttery, steamy layers...)
Clever pics.
Maybe you should should consider engaging in some creative endeavors.
I'll have 70,000 words ready for you in a few days, so I'm glad you rested up.
However, enquiring minds (ok, just mine) want to know if you missed the cowboy?
Felix's Fish Camp..Home of the Giant Exopthalmic Golden Carp
You should create your own vacation tour company specializing in hilarity
I only came back to the Ghost Town because of you. I'm leaving again.
I miss what this site was, and outside of the handful of youse peeps, find very little reason to be here any more.
These are pretty amazing. Took you forever?
(groan on your own time)
Vampires would seem to be more Lutheran. Very pleasant in the daytime, but they put the bite on you at night.
Due to my Anglo-impaired origins, I actually associate the original Transylvania (which is, like, an actual place) with Calvinism and the Unitarian Church (and of course the Romanian Orthodox Church).
In fact, the real Transylvania itself contains at least two incompatible universes, each with its own version of history. I try hard to be impartial in that situation, but you'll notice I've managed to put one of them in parentheses up there.