We're sitting at Fort Lauderdale Airport, awaiting our flight home. Vacation was spectacular, much-needed, and extraordinarily beautiful. I have all kinds of fodder for several posts, and promise I'll start updating tomorrow with some gorgeous pictures and mouth-watering descriptive.
Meanwhile, a few observations:
- When your husband compares every sandwich he eats to the ones at La Spada's in Lauderdale -- for FOUR years -- it's a good idea to listen, as you may eat the best sub you ever stuffed in your face if you do.
- Cruises aren't just for people d'un certain age anymore. We probably represented the median age on the ship, and really enjoyed the diversity.
- Eight hours is definitely enough to experience street food in just about every city/port-of-call if you do your research, plan well, and chat up the locals. More on that tomorrow.
- Jamaica is amazing. So is Cozumel. Grand Cayman is totally over-rated, unless you like that sort of gentrified sterility. But they do have some amazing deals on Mallorcan pearls. I should know.
That's it for this evening, lovies. I'll be back tomorrow, and want to send big huge hugs and virtual smooches to Sam, for taking such great care of the poochies.
