This year will mark the 450th year since Spain discovered Florida and with that Pensacola. So, for 7 years our little beachy city, has been trying to get the King of Spain, Juan Carlos I, to come to commemorate the occasion. After Hurricane Ivan though, they thought better of the idea, but after rebuilding parts of the city, they tried to again go about the right channels to get the royal visit. Thursday February 19th was proclaimed by our governor to be Juan Carlos day here in Pensacola, sorry Dominique, from now on your birthday will always fall on another country's monarch's made up day. We pulled Emma out of school for a few hours to attend the kingly viewing downtown in Jackson Square. There were probably about 1,000 others there, mostly bus loads of bored school kids. From our location which was about 30 yards away, we couldn't tell that the King's tie matched Queen Sofia's dress. It's nice that they an coordinate clothing. When your royal you can do that. Matching Hawaiian shirts and crocs, doesn't count. He gave a 10 minute speech in English about how compatible our 2 countries are and then yelled "Viva Pensacola" and was gone...... Now both and Emma and Rick were disappointed with the lack of crowns, purple capes, lots of jewels and a horse drawn carriage to pull them up to the museum. Rick was expecting to see "The BURGER KING" and was hoping he would throw whopper coupons down from the balcony to rain down on us lowly peasants. They left the city less than 24 hours after they flew in and I hope that isn't my last chance while I'm alive to see a King and Queen.
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