Hello, Key West!
After an exhausting day lounging in the Miami sun...we hit the night life that is SoBe.
Here, all the women look like models and the men are flat out GORGEOUS!
I was perfectly comfortable to see all stares be directed at Marc, though I am not sure he would agree with the same comfort level.
After dinner,we went back to the hotel for a little stroll on the beach...well,let's just say that's what our intention was...
Vegas doesn't own all the rights, you know.
I'm writing this, sitting on my balcony, enjoying the night breeze and a glass of Cabernet.
We haven't quite made it to the Keys...Do you have any idea how FAR Key West is from NY?
Though our minds were set on Key West, our eyes spotted the white sandy beach of Miami, so we pulled the Starship Escalade over and landed for a few nights. We couldn't have picked a better spot than South Beach, FL. We took in some much needed rays and of course, a few cocktails beachside.
Apparently the Art Basel exhibit is here this week in SoBe.
The town's a buzz over Art and the beach is beautiful!
We thought WE decided to stop here...but of course there are no coincidences.
This is a close-up view from our balcony...
And this is the view up-close...
Yeah, I know what you're thinking...we thought it too.
We asked the guy on the beach, who's guarding the ONLY art as far as your eyes can see, "So,what's up with the roses on the beach?"
He said, "I don't know, some big shot artist from NY."
We smiled and said, "No kidding..."
We knew Jena was once again leading our adventure!
We left Richmond,VA with one thing on our minds...
A Margarita, in Key West, watching the sunset over the ocean.
The Starship Escalade had a full tank of gas and off we drove South on I-95 as fast as our radar detector allowed.
Welcome to North Carolina...check
Welcome to South Carolina...check
Welcome to Georgia...check y'all
We only had 3 little hiccups.
1. A radar detector actually has to be "ON" for it to work.
2. Flying truck tires are not good on the interstate.
3. An odd whining coming from the engine.
Thankfully, the nice police officer let us off with just a warning...
The Starship Escalade couldn't activate its force field fast enough and it only suffered a minor scuff to the front bumper from the flying truck tire.
And who needs AAA when I've got Mr Fix-it Man...
And at a rest area, Mr Redneck Man couldn't walk by without taking a shot.
But where to go from here?
With perfect timing, my friend texted me,'Follow the Sunshine.'
Back in The Starship Escalade...we left Atlantic City and headed South...that is until we ran out of road.
Then our ship came in...
When we arrived at Cape May, NJ our only option was to take the ferry to Delaware. Like herd of cattle we were corralled in place and off we sailed.
Side note: for the 30 mile trip it was the best MPG the Starship Escalade has ever seen!
As Marc looked out at the gorgeous panoramic view I can't help but notice the couple in the car next to us...he's asleep and she's reading on a Kindle...I laugh as I think that is a peek into the 'future us'...still traveling...still together...still embarking on an adventure.
Me, Marc, and the open road...or sea...
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ABOUT THE BOOK
Beyond Breathing is the story of a mother’s loss of her 13 year old daughter, Jena, to Cystic Fibrosis, a fatal genetic disease. The journey takes you from unfathomable heartache to love and understanding of life’s realities.
Through the pages, we understand that life lessons come from the children, beauty of living, and the power of love.
In the span of one year, Margarete learned to go from depression and dependency to inner strength and the realization that love never ends and that there are no coincidences. She now knows that sometimes the most important thing you can do is to just be there and that breathing isn’t always easy.
Margarete hopes to reach a place in her life where she is beyond just breathing.
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