The Flight Path of the Snobird--last day

On the last day of our trip south following the path of the Snobird, we neared Daytona Beach just before noon. We were going to have to stop for lunch and the beach was not far from the highway so I tugged on Bob’s sleeve and suggested we exit.

Just off the freeway was the Daytona Speedway. Quite an impressive structure and right next to it, The Daytona 500 Experience. It gives the history of the races, has simulators for you to experience racing, and lots of other NASCAR related activities. We aren’t racing fans or we might have stopped but for someone who is, it sounds like a little piece of race car heaven.

The Daytona area was much nicer than I imagined it would be. There are some areas of older homes and of course lots of areas catering to the tourists and the race fans when in town. But the beach was what I wanted to see. I loved all those old movies that showed them racing on the beach.

Sure enough we followed the road right down to the beach and the entrance gate where for $5 you could drive your car right onto the beach and park for the day. We weren’t too sure we wanted to drive our car out there but we found a spot nearby to park and we ventured out on foot.

The sand on the beach is extremely fine and very well packed. I’ve never been on a beach quite like it before. You can see the humidity in the air in my beach shots. It’s almost a mist. The humidity and heat in summer in Florida fogs your eyeballs when you walk out of the air conditioned buildings.

A quick rest stop and we were on the road again and headed for the Miami area. No more side trips. We were grandparents on a quest to see a new grand. Upon our arrival, we were greeted by a 4 ½ year old and a 2 ½ year old. Our 2 ½ year old granddaughter immediately grabbed my hand and exclaimed as she led me across the room, “We hava new baby! Come see! Come see!” She didn’t have to tell me twice.