Port St. Joe

After a year and a half of COVID-19, I took a trip to see my mom. In that time she had moved from my hometown of Bainbridge, Ga to the little sea-side town of Port St. Joe, Fla.

These texts and photos may or may not appear in a future issue of my zine. So consider this a sneak preview.

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Leaving Los Angeles

I was at LAX early in the morning on Oct 5th.

Mark's House

7 hours later, I arrived in Atlanta and I got a rental car and drove to my friend Mark's new house. I spent the night there.

Mark lives on the banks of a turtle pond. No turtles made an appearance for this photo.

Port St. Joe

The next day, I drove 5 hours to my mom's house. It rained off and on that day.

The Port Theater

On Oct 7th, I explored Port St. Joe. Here is the movie theater there.

I also visited The Shell Shack, in nearby Mexico Beach were I used to shop for souvenirs when I was a kid.

The Gulf

I also went at the beach with my brother, nephews, cousins and aunts. We ate fresh steamed shrimp and birthday cake. My family has many October birthdays, including my nephew, Stephen, who shares mine.


On my actual birthday, my mom and I drove over to Apalachicola, Fla. Where you can park your shrimp boat along Water St. only $1.50 per foot of boat for 24 hours. Parking my rental car was free.

The Gibson Inn

We ate at The Gibson Inn built in 1907.

The food was excellent.

The Gibson Lobby

Here is the lobby of The Gibson. And yes! that is a stuffed peacock back there.

The Sunset

My last night in Port St. Joe, I took a walk along the gulf at sunset.


I saw a heron watching the sunset as well.

The Lighthouse

The next morning, I said goodbye to my mom and drove back up to north Georgia. Before I left, I filled the rental car with gas and took this photo of the Port St. Joe lighthouse.