On Friday night, I knocked off one of my adventures on my Tampa Bay Project list! I went with five girlfriends from my book club to take in the Ghost Tour of St. Petersburg. Our book club turned four years old this month (though I’ll celebrate two years in the club in October!), and we like to do a fun adventure during our anniversary month to celebrate. I was stoked that the ghost tour was the adventure, since it meant I could cross one item off my fun to-do list.
The tour took place in downtown St. Pete, on Beach Drive, and we had a good little group. Along with the six of us, we had about ten other people join the tour. We ended up walking all over the area (and yes, I totally counted it as my workout for the day!). We stopped by a haunted house, the Vinoy, Straub Park, The Pier Hotel, Jannus Live, the Musuem of Fine Arts, and the Ponce de Leon Hotel, among some other random spots.
The tour guide was quite the character! I’m not sure how one begins leading ghost tours, but she obviously has a passion for storytelling and ghosts! I’ll admit I didn’t listen to all of the stories (I’ll explain why next!), but the ones I did listen to gave me a huge creep factor. Thinking about ghosts and them haunting people is just weird to me, and I’m not sure if I actually believe in ghosts. I like listening to ghost stories (even if they do scare me!), but it always seems so far-fetched that it’s hard for me to fully believe. I guess I would have to actually encounter weird ghost happenings for me to believe!
So the tour was interesting but honestly? I was completely miserable. The reasons why had nothing to do with the tour itself, but other factors. First of all, it was roughly 5 billion degrees outside. And I was wearing skinny jeans. And forgot a hair tie to tie my hair up, so by the end of the night, I swear my entire head was almost damp with sweat. (And isn’t that a wonderful visual? You’re welcome.) On top of that, I also wore the completely wrong shoes for walking around for two hours. I wore sandals because they are, um… cuter. And I know these sandals are not good for walking. (They bug me just walking around the mall for 30 minutes!) So by the end of the night, I had two blisters on my feet and calluses on my heels and balls of my feet. The calluses were the worst, stinging me throughout the entire tour. It wasn’t very fun, but I should have known better!
I’m happy I did the tour, though! It was fun listening to all the different stories, even if the creep factor was a bit too much for me at times. (I get creeped out easily, though, which is why I’m not much for scary things like haunted houses and horror movies!) Afterwards, the six of us were more than happy to escape inside a restaurant for gelato, water, and conversation.
And now I have to plan what adventure I want to tackle next! I’m thinking either a visit to the Florida Aquarium or the Dali Museum. Time will tell.
Do you believe in ghosts? Have you ever been on a ghost tour?