Recently, my husband had some business to do in Florida and I invited myself to tag along. In my mind, I would be knee deep in waves and walking along the beach the whole visit. But, that isn't quite how a work trip goes. I needed to fit my schedule to his and he was downtown most of the time. I had the morning to myself while he slaved away, and since I've never been much for cities, and I decided to hop over to the ocean for a short visit.
But as I talked to the hotel valet, I noticed a sign that said Riverwalk and was intrigued.
So I thought I'd treat myself to a bit of culture instead of my typical beach bum style tourism, and I explored the area. Surprisingly, it was shady and there was a nice breeze. Not at all what I expected from downtown in a large, Floridian city.
And even though I was dressed for a walk on the sand, I was glad that I'd changed my mind at the last minute.
It was a pleasant change of pace for me, and I was feeling quite urban as I appreciated the views.
I fit nicely into upscale settings.
But I was starting to feel a missed opportunity to make a beach sprite.
Then, I saw a twisted bit of bark that reminded me of a fairy jumping for joy on the sidewalk, and right next to it, a bundle of pink blossoms. I thought those flowers would make a fine, little dress, and sat my 60 year old butt right down in the middle of that schmancy, urban walkway and made myself happy by turing that bit of bark into a fey creature.
All she needed was some leaves as wings and a head, which were pretty quick to find. My only problem was wind, this girl wanted to float off on the breeze, a problem that I've never had with shells.
I love making little sprites out of nature and when I do, I feel like I am showing appreciation for the beauty around me. It has almost become a compulsion to make these, I don't feel like I am on vacation without leaving one as a thank you.
Afterwards, did more city strolling and stopped at some shops. The area was more high dollar than I am used to, but these sandals were 90% off and just waiting for me to slip them on. Aren't they gorgeously gaudy? Yum.
Our hotel was on the Riverwalk, and was such a pretty place to stay. It was an old, Spanish style place and we had a big corner suite with a balcony overlooking the shopping district. I could get used to such nice accommodations, even without the beach view that I usually go for on trips!
We made it to the beach for a fresh seafood lunch before driving to the next stop on his schedule, Orlando. I hated to leave Ft. Lauderdale so soon, but was glad to have some time to explore some things I might not have gone looking for normally.
Little did I know that I would be right back in Ft Lauderdale again the very next day!
I'm afraid that when the valet at the hotel loaded our car, we missed a bag.
After a whirlwind trip to Macy's to find my husband more work clothes for the next day, we went out for dinner with some of his business colleagues even though I was still dressed for my interrupted trip to the beach that morning. No makeup, shorts, and hat hair.
And in the morning, I drove back south, gathered up the bag, and then headed north again, taking the scenic route back (7 hours of car time). It was a long, but interesting day. Not the day I thought I'd have, but a good one never the less.
Hi Karla, Were you able to stop in JAX to visit the Guncles??
Sadly, no guncle visit. Randy and we’re hoping to meet halfway for lunch, but he was busy dog sitting and I ended up having to run back south to fetch our lost bag.
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