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Lunch Downtown

Brendan wanted to dine at the Burrito Border in Downtown St. Pete but the line was too long so we went to Chappy's instead. The street is lined with all types of restaurants and all were doing a good business.


Corners seem to be a big deal down here. Liberty tax and independent beggars occupy this territory.

Neat bistro type street with interesting restaurants. We ate at Chappy's which was a Louisiana flavored place.

Nice looking downtown area.

On this building is a great "relief" sculpture that depicts the history of Florida: native tribes, Spanish conquistadors, civil war soldiers and then underneath a typical family. Oh, and this building is for parking!

Bank of America building. Passes for a high-rise here.

This is a huuuuuuuuge boat/yacht/ship anchored. It is the "Seafair" and this only captured the front half.


About SeaFair


SeaFair is the world's first mobile megayacht venue and the fourth largest privately owned yacht in the United States. Groundbreaking in scale, ingenuity and style, the yacht - which remains dockside during each event - pairs international fine art, jewelry and collectibles with harbor view dining and special events in cities along the eastern seaboard.



The $40M purpose built yacht was designed by internationally acclaimed yacht designer Luiz De Basto. At 228 feet and 2800 international tons, it is the largest ship built for commercial operation in the Intracoastal Waterway and requires a draft of only 6.5 feet allowing it to dock at small yacht facilities in central city locations rather than use commercial ports.

Website of the Seafair:


http://www.expoships.com/about.html

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