Vilano Beach is outside of St. Augustine. It is a rough one. Or maybe it was just today, being windy and cold. Sunny, but cold. The Atlantic was like a huge washtub with the water overflowing.
Then there were the seagulls. Everywhere.
Leaving the beach we saw this funky little typical Florida motel. It was across from an enormous state-ot-the-art Hampton Inn. Almost a palace. What a contrast.