The Land of Strip Clubs and Churches

I spent the Labor Day holiday with some friends in Pensacola, Florida, about two and a half hours west of Tallahassee. It is an interesting coastal city, pretty industrial looking. The road construction is pretty awful. You can't go on one street withouth there being some sort of cone or barrier blocking the way. Rumor has it the construction has been going on since the 60's and doesn't seem to be ending any time soon. Of course the hurricanes do not help that situation.

When driving around this city you will notice the multitude of churches, mostly Baptist. They are like Starbucks in New York City, they're on every street corner. Of course it only makes since that there are a number of strip clubs, with an airforce base in the area. The funny part is when the strip clubs are quite close to the churches. When you aren't gazing at the strip clubs and churches you are inundated with vast expanses of car lots. Every brand of car you can think of along with the tacky used car lots with the blingy signs and cars rotating on these mechanical do-dads. Although an acquired taste, it is still a great place to kick back and relax.