Cool strata of mixed sands.
Cool idea for a way to display shells~I chopped off the top of the photo, but they're holding fresh flowers in place.
Last cup of beach coffee.
The lovely courtyard at the city hotel where I had dinner.
Flavors of Texas!
While I did have a wake-up knock, the hotel grounds had a flock of chickens and couple of roosters, so I was well awake by 5 to catch the airport shuttle. The moon was out and the breeze was warm. The day went rapidly downhill from there.
The screening equipment in my line wasn't working~even the security people were setting it off. As I was wearing a tank top and flip-flops, I don't know why they couldn't just let me go through. Barely made my flight. But I did get my bottle of hot sauce through. So, there's that.
Miami-Dade Airport is a mess. Dirty and disorganized. Our flight kept getting delayed and then, after they let us board? We sat on the tarmac for over an hour. I was fortunate enough to sit next to a chick who had enjoyed the duty-free shop~my eyes were watering from the stench of perfumes. (It was so strong that I could smell it on my clothes eight hours later when I got home)
Pretty sunset in DC |
Finally got to DC where the wind chill was 12. Standing and waiting for the shuttle in said tank/flip-flops was not fun. But, I did find my car and lurched it out of the ice/snow bank in which it was stuck. Back at my place long enough to do laundry and swap out my island wardrobe for winter clothing~fleeing early in the morning as the alarm company is there all day, testing alarms and strobes.
Oh, dear. You flew home in the flip flops!? Yikes!
ReplyDeleteAnd Miami-Dade is the PITTS; the worst experiences (airwise, anyway) of my life are all there. Or in Houston.
UGH. Glad you made it back safely and are doing wash and re-calibrating with the Littles. Take time by yourself if you need it before students!
It was warm & springy when I left~besides, there wasn't room in my backpack for boots.
DeleteI plan to never go through Miami again.
It's a quiet rainy weekend.