When I saw this article in the paper today, I was instantly transported to another time in my life. This was a time when I was just graduating from college, and the world was my oyster. I could go anywhere, do anything, be anything.
To make a long story short— where I ended up going was to St. Augustine, Florida, and what I ended up doing was freelancing for a newspaper. Then becoming a staff writer for another one. Then becoming a paginator for another one.
Clearly I was still searching for that perfect job—and my search continued for the two years that I lived there…..
I digress. The point is, much to my own sadness, it was only really after I left St. Augustine, a city so rich in history and culture, that I truly missed it and realized how awesome it was to spend the time there that I did. After the jump, a few of my fave photos, and some of my suggestions for hang outs should you ever find yourself in St. Augustine’s neck of the woods.