For some reason, that’s how I say it in my head. Flow. Rida.
We were there. And now we’re back. And things are cracking around here so I thought I’d better come dump the memories real quick. Let the fun facts begin.
First of all, a two ish hour flight to your final destination is sweet. Fall asleep and you’re there. That was brilliant.
Our rental car had 2.6 miles on it when we hopped in. That was pretty cool too.
Florida is hot. I still have this central coast mindset that when you go to the beach, it will be cool and refreshing. So it’s funny to realize that your beach stay is neither of those. But the Florida coast is beautiful and supplied us with a nice breeze and it was lovely.
We stayed in Rosemary Beach in a lovely carriage house. We met the owners of the place and that is almost an entirely different blog post. They immigrated to the U.S. from Bosnia during the Bosnian War in 1994 and they just have one of those shake your head type stories. Both were physicians in Bosnia and there first jobs here were parking cars and working at Macy’s.
Anyways, it was very cool to connect with them. And with Mario, their hilarious 5 year old son.
One of my favorite parts of the trip was that we woke up every day around 7 am. And were out on the beach by 9 o’clock. That’s pretty remarkable. Beaches were quiet for a few hours and around noon, when we were a bit salted out, we’d go back to the carriage house and jump in the out door shower and jump in the pool. It was really pretty rough.
We biked everywhere. And I loved that. The village we were in had trees everywhere along the paths and it was just a great place to bike. No alligators along the pathway like in Hilton Head. Gosh. Wonder if I ever blogged about that? Alligators watching you bike. Waiting for you to miss the sharp corner and pedal straight into the pond. Scary.
Fun places to eat. A wonderful coffee shop that made caramel macchiottos better than starbucks (gasp). I chatted it up with Jim from Atlanta while Wes played golf one morning. Soon I had the whole table chatting it up. All because I noticed that Jim and I were both jamming to the music. Heh.
Really enjoyed the cozy little book shop. Bought a book that we both plowed through and then discussed and quoted throughout the rest of the trip. That was fun. We need to read books together more often.
Some wonderful fine dining that really hit the spot on occasion. Like wow. That was exactly what I wanted to put in my mouth.
Welp. I think I hit the high spots.
Oh. Hot pretzels. With whipped cream cheese for a snack every day. That was a high spot.
Lovely to get away. Really glad we went. Very relaxing.
Happy five years to us. (In 9 days).
Hugs and love.