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Trip To The Pier

Before their falling prey to the dreaded Floridian Epizutic, Amy and Patti went to the iconic Pier here in St. Petersburg. It seems to be the place to take guests and tourists wanting to see the sights. Although this is a pretty cool place to sight see, it is also the center of commerciality. Everything is designed to take your money down, and this is where it all starts. The Pier is a shopping mall. Plain and simple. But for what it is, besides all that, as a place to look and see the Bay it is unsurpassed. This is where the HMS Bounty, had she not sunk in Hurricane Sandy, would have made her winter home.


The left side of the Pier from Vinoy Park.


The right side of the Pier from Demen's Landing.


The views of the Bay are exquisite.


Be prepared to walk, however, as it juts out into the Bay. 


An empty berth where the HMS Bounty should have been.


You can never escape the pelicans...


Especially when you start feeding them for God's sake.


Two different modes of travel in the Bay.


Why do I keep taking their pictures?


The back side of the Pier.  Soon this will be no more, as construction for a new St. Petersburg icon, the Lens begins construction soon.


The Dark City



Pastries at the bakery that tried to wear down my resistance.


Damn you flour and sugar!


There is something non-commercial at the Pier, and that is a second story aquarium, although it costs a lot to get in.  And you might as well save it for the real one in Tampa. It's small but still OK.  


We bid adieu to the Pier.  Perhaps forever.  Its days, like mine, are numbered.  Both of our foundations are crumbling.  Destruction will begin this year and building the new Lens is slated to begin.  

See a YouTube video on what will be replacing the iconic Pier.


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