I’m staying at the Jacksonville Holiday Inn Express.  Florida has decided to cool down to the high 50s, so my plan of sitting around poolside while I wait for my flight home in the morning has been flushed.  Instead, I decided to walk over to the nearby shopping plaza to catch a movie and eat dinner.

By the way, if you saw and liked John Wick, I’m pretty sure you’ll like Chapter 2. It opens with a violent motorcycle chase and keeps going from there.  You won’t have to endure much talking other than just setting up the next sequence of violence.  Keanu’s weapons and fighting skills are excellent in this – at one point it looked like they were just filming him at a three-gun match.  Solid.

 

As I’m walking over to the theater, I pass through what is clearly not a great area.  After recognizing the signs of this being a crappy part of town (gas stations where the attendant is behind plexi-glass, trash everywhere, abandoned shopping carts every 30 feet, free range meth heads, etc), I decide I don’t need to advertise that I’m from out of town.  I’m not terribly alarmed – I’m not deep in the hood or anything, just not in a great area.
I decide my sweatshirt is a dead giveaway that says I’m a tourist.

 

I decide the best thing to do would be take my sweatshirt off and just go around in my t-shirt.  It’s t-shirt weather anyway, so what have I got to lose?

 

I think I need to update my wardrobe.  At least for vacations.

Also, not the sunglasses.  Not sure how I ended up with those on in these photos. I blame watching John Wick: Chapter 2.  It made me want to be cooler than I’m ever going to be.