After watching the sponge movie and getting over my sponge-diver crush, I explored Tarpin Springs a little more.
We saw these signs for Santrini, which is Greece’s most beautiful islandI’m not sure why you would need to buy golfballs in this town. An episode of Seinfeld is the only thing that comes to mind
Although it looks just like Santorini, we were a little disappointed.
So we went window shopping
I have always wanted a Roman man statue. They’re hot!
Inside the store, everything was so Greek.
Well, eveything but the back-scratchers in a Santa Clause bucket We couldn’t afford to buy anything, so we moved on.
I had no idea that Tarpin Springs is the sponge capital of the world!
Oh, not another reminder of my sponge-diver crush.
(the sponge-diver even loves dolphins like me!)
The whole store was full of this guy.
I couldn’t help but think of my crush now.
To get my mind off him, I played with sponges.
I had no idea there were so many kinds of sponges.
Just outside the store we came across THIS!!!!
Then this! I had no idea what Greek music sounds like!
( I was a little surprised by Greek speaking Fisher-Price toys. I guess I’m a little ethno-centric)
At first I thought this was some twisted version of Fantasia. But no, he was actually playing a mop!
I’m not sure if they were American, Canadian, or Greek.
The crowd loved it! They were apathetically clapping and singing along.
Looking around, I realized that once again, like most my travels, my sister and I were the only ones there who weren’t retired or mothers.
I really liked this man’s shirt. It made me laugh.
After a nice long dance, we decided to move on. We came across this sign on the way out.They ask nicely here in Florida. In New York City, they just do this…
For more adventures down this street through the town obsessed with sponges, stayed tuned……..
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