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For all you Parrotheads out there, shuck your flip flops, put your toes in the sand, and let’s join Jimmy Buffett for some fun in the sun on the Gulf Coast.

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of adailyrhythm.

Anyone can play along! Just do the following: Grab your current read. Open to a random page. Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page. BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!) Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

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With the summer reading season approaching, what could speak more than a Jimmy Buffett book. So pull up a chair, grab your margarita and let’s travel the country, by land and by sea, with the talented Jimmy Buffett.

TALES FROM MARGARITAVILLE by Jimmy Buffett

Fictional Facts and Factual Fictions

Let your dreams be your guide!

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MY TEASE

From The Swamp Creature Let One In

“What do the golf gods say about this sonofabitchin’ hole today, Willet?”

Willett took the toothpick out of his mouth. “There ain’t no golf god rules on this hole, Balls. This here’s the Swamp Creature’s territory.”
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(page 113 of paperback)

SYNOPSIS

Margaritaville may not appear on a map, but it does exist–at least in the brilliantly creative, sometimes slightly skewed imagination of Jimmy Buffett. Tales from Margaritaville is a collection of short stories (some purely fiction, some based in truth) so vividly packed with restless dreamers, wild wanderers, and pure gypsy souls that just reading it is a wild adventure. Travel along with a cowboy named Tully Mars, as he heads from Heartache, Wyoming, to Graceland, and relive the autobiographical odyssey of a third-generation sailor and first-rate musical outlaw. With unforgettable stories that present the true roamer’s twin loves–the sea and the road–Tales from Margaritaville is one “smooth sailing book of infinite imagination” (Chicago Sun-Times).

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ROAD TRIP – headin’ to the Big Easy – that’s Nawlins for the uninitiated.

I have been here many times and still marvel at the uniqueness that is New Orleans.

What a great time of year to visit. Christmas decorations light up the streets, making me twist and turn my head, so I don’t miss anything. My camera finger is flicking away, taking photographs as quickly as the camera can cycle through.

I located my hotel, then parked the car. Starting my walk at the French Market, I ogle the goodies that are displayed. How about a little window shopping?

I can smell the beignets and hot chocolate at Cafe du Monde calling to me. While enjoying my snack and taking a break from walking, I watch the street musicans playing some Jazz and the street performers entertaining the crowd. I love to people watch, and this is a perfect place to do so.

Of course, we have to cross the street and pet the donkeys, all the while taking photographs as we pass Jackson Square. These are two signatures of New Orleans that you don’t want to miss.

We went to City Park – visited the New Orleans Museum of Art and stopped to enjoy the Cajun Christmas light display at Christmas in the Oaks. There is a train you can ride, but I chose to walk so I could take my time on the things that I enjoyed the most, like this magical creature.

I had a great dinner/breakfast at Daisy Dukes, where the food abounds and the Bloody Mary’s are bottomless.

I stayed at The Ambassador. My room had huge wooden beams, with a glass door and windows that open to the hallways of the hotel. It says The French Quarter to me. I enjoyed their delicious breakfast, before I set out on day two. The Ambassador is in close proximity to many New Orleans features, making it possible to walk the area.

On the way home, I felt the need to stretch my legs. What better place than Margaritaville for a couple of cocktails and some lunch. Of course, I had to pull a slot lever or two and try my luck. It’s always nice if someone else picks up my trip tab.