A Week at the Beach
In my Comfort Zone
Today was a planned transition day with a return to my tent at Sebastian Inlet State Park (my other home away from home). That said, Mother Nature is keeping me in place. The weather for next week (3 hours north of here) is 40s - 60s; sorry that is too cool, baby. Booked another week at the Lauderdale hostel and revisiting travel notions in a few days.
I've had the pleasure of seeing three good friends this past week AND enjoying Thai food, not once, but twice. I also had a marathon walk (11+ miles) followed by lunch with a gal pal at The Floridian. This little gem has held on since 1937 and serves whatever you want 24/7 --- I enjoyed my first reuben of 2015 here! Heading to Lauderdale? Check out "The Flo" http://thefloridiandiner.com/about-the-flo/
I'm quite enjoying the coming and going of people at the hostel; sometimes in both directions :). It's a small U.N. of people living in, or recently from Poland, Hungary, Germany, France, the UK, Switzerland, Macedonia, Brazil, Cuba, and more. There's a lot more short term visitors this year than last (days vs. weeks) but still a wide age range of friendly folks. I keep thinking I have to do something besides enjoy myself but why is that? I did work 3 hours this week!
Not pushing myself in any direction till further notice.
It's been nearly 2 weeks on the road and I'm just starting to feel like myself. Arrived late yesterday at my favorite hostel at the beach, Hotel Deauville in Fort Lauderdale, and it's more comfortable than ever. Had a hard day today of biking 30 miles, lunch by the pool, an afternoon by the ocean, and now playing catch-up in many ways. No wonder I'm back! After 1.5 weeks in a tent in self-imposed isolation, it's nice to be here where people from all over the world come-and-go.
My first stop this year was Dickinson State Park in Hobe Sound; a lovely 11,000 acre spot on the Loxahatchee River. The first person I spoke with (who shared an amazing rum & fresh OJ with lime cocktail) was from the Eastern Shore of Virginia! Very odd. My new tent is glorious and I hope the photos speak for how lovely the park is.
I then moved up the road about 16 miles to a county campground in Stuart; yes, I'm checking out Martin County. This was 10 miles west of the beach so I felt that I was spending too much time in my car. That said, the camp hosts at this spot could not have been nicer and I gleaned interesting info about the area from "true locals" at the park, on the beach, while picnicking, etc. People love to talk if you just say "hello"! The Riverwalk along Downtown Stuart is charming but I'm lukewarm on the area. It seems that 90% of the people are white and over 65; tough to tell during high-season who really lives there.
Where next? Not sure what's on the itinerary in a week as I follow the weather (I want to be warm!) and await a pending work scenario that could take me further west. Seeing friends and enjoying life day-to-day.
Cyclist, writer, teacher, avid reader, bike/ped advocate, nomad, pie lover