It was gilligans, he has moved and renamed AJs
I have been visiting Naples for the past 35 years and never did i think of visiting the panhandle. My wife and i are, and have been considering a move to Naples for years. That is before i heard about the beaches of South Walton. After reading these fourms and blogs and websites, i have fallen in love!! We are planning on moving down there this summer without ever visiting or seeing it in person, except for the time we'll be there looking for a place. I look forward to having you all as neighbors! I hope to be telling this story as a permanent resident in 20 years!!!![]()
My wife and I came to Destin for our honeymoon in 1995. I had visited the area a couple of times prior and fell in love with the beaches. During our honeymoon, we took a side trip to Seaside, which was still developing at the time. We continued to vacation in Destin almost every year, occasionally wandering to the 30-A area. We finally took our first vacation in Seagrove in 2005 and have come multiple times a year since. Much has changed in the last 15 years. (I can only imagine what it must be like for natives of the area.) We've "threatened" to move to the area multiple times (whenever my wife or I get really ticked off at work!), but have never flipped the switch yet. Every year, we get a bit closer... Now when I visit the area, I can close my eyes and almost feel like I live there.
A few years ago I was at one of the Chamber of Commerce Luncheons and one of my table mates, a much younger person , asked me how I came to live in South Walton and I told him my story of being a native of Walton County; leaving for college; not living here for many years, but always returning for the beach; and then finally returning to live...he listened intently and then in this hushed voice he said: "Wow, you must feel as though you've been invaded!" It was funny and I had not voiced that before, but he was exactly right.
Sometimes I sit on the beach at Grayton or Blue Mountain, or just west of Seaside(about where the WaterColor Inn is now) and close my eyes; and I can almost feel how hot the sand from the dunes felt in the midday sun; how the wind would blow the fine grains of sand from the top of the dunes..into our eyes or mouth...how when the sun would set, it was as though we were the only people on Earth...and how from a grocery-shopping trip to Ft Walton, we would drive, and drive, and drive, and after the little Grimaldi building ...there was nothing: no cars, no houses, no lights...just the narrow strip of highway and the sand dunes as far as we could see...
A few years ago I was at one of the Chamber of Commerce Luncheons and one of my table mates, a much younger person , asked me how I came to live in South Walton and I told him my story of being a native of Walton County; leaving for college; not living here for many years, but always returning for the beach; and then finally returning to live...he listened intently and then in this hushed voice he said: "Wow, you must feel as though you've been invaded!" It was funny and I had not voiced that before, but he was exactly right.
Sometimes I sit on the beach at Grayton or Blue Mountain, or just west of Seaside(about where the WaterColor Inn is now) and close my eyes; and I can almost feel how hot the sand from the dunes felt in the midday sun; how the wind would blow the fine grains of sand from the top of the dunes..into our eyes or mouth...how when the sun would set, it was as though we were the only people on Earth...and how from a grocery-shopping trip to Ft Walton, we would drive, and drive, and drive, and after the little Grimaldi building ...there was nothing: no cars, no houses, no lights...just the narrow strip of highway and the sand dunes as far as we could see...