William was in Miami to meet with a client and we thought to ourselves that maybe I should join him because we like to spend time together and a little getaway to Miami and the Florida Keys might be just what we needed. So I headed down late Friday night for a little adventure with my husband. What I learned from this trip was:
1) I do not sleep on the red eye...not at all, so this is not a good travel plan for me.
2) When William wants me to plan the itinerary I need to follow my dad's example by typing every detail of the trip and distributing it to each participant ahead of time...and don't let William convince me to stray from the plan.
3) When I say "let's go to Coral Gables" I mean something entirely different than what William thinks it is...it is not a pool or a golf course, but it has both of those.
4) And apparently I have never found my sea legs...even when I'm floating in the water, not on the water.
So we visited Key West and first went to the Mel Fisher Maritime Museum which was filled with salvaged treasure. (A museum review will, of course, follow in a later post.) As a result of our very interesting visit to the treasure trove we didn't quite make it to the Ernest Hemingway house, but that was ok because we looked through the gate and took a picture outside and other than his short story "The Old Man and the Sea" I haven't actually made it through an entire book even though I've started several of them many times.
We had a great time in the Keys. It is so easy to just fall into the very laid back way of life and not worry about time or issues, instead you just go with the flow. Miami, however, is a different story, especially when you don't communicate well with your spouse about what your expectations or desires may be. On our last day we kayaked in the Gulf of Mexico in the morning but due to a squall we packed up and headed to sunny Miami where we were off our vague initial itinerary. This was then complicated by what William thought Coral Gables was (old houses and a golf course) and what I thought it was (a really cool, old swimming pool). We were both right, but by the time William realized I was talking about going swimming instead of driving around looking at old neighborhoods we were a little late to actually enjoy this activity. But we saw the pool and it was really cool.
But I'm wondering if I could have actually enjoyed swimming, after all. I'm beginning to think that water is not my friend because while William was having a great time snorkeling around the reef outside of the Key Largo, I was suffering from seasickness. This is putting things a little mildly. I fed the fish with my vomit four times. And I'm not talking about while I was on the boat; no, no, I threw up four times while I was in the water snorkeling.
I'm glad I wasn't any where near this Ray, feeding him. Instead it was little schools of parrot fish...I'm just glad they weren't nibbling on my toes.
But we had a great trip and I'm saving my pennies for the next time William has an out of state client who needs him to travel...or maybe we'll just up and take off for another few days for no reason other than we're determined to get better at traveling together.
So we visited Key West and first went to the Mel Fisher Maritime Museum which was filled with salvaged treasure. (A museum review will, of course, follow in a later post.) As a result of our very interesting visit to the treasure trove we didn't quite make it to the Ernest Hemingway house, but that was ok because we looked through the gate and took a picture outside and other than his short story "The Old Man and the Sea" I haven't actually made it through an entire book even though I've started several of them many times.
We had a great time in the Keys. It is so easy to just fall into the very laid back way of life and not worry about time or issues, instead you just go with the flow. Miami, however, is a different story, especially when you don't communicate well with your spouse about what your expectations or desires may be. On our last day we kayaked in the Gulf of Mexico in the morning but due to a squall we packed up and headed to sunny Miami where we were off our vague initial itinerary. This was then complicated by what William thought Coral Gables was (old houses and a golf course) and what I thought it was (a really cool, old swimming pool). We were both right, but by the time William realized I was talking about going swimming instead of driving around looking at old neighborhoods we were a little late to actually enjoy this activity. But we saw the pool and it was really cool.
But I'm wondering if I could have actually enjoyed swimming, after all. I'm beginning to think that water is not my friend because while William was having a great time snorkeling around the reef outside of the Key Largo, I was suffering from seasickness. This is putting things a little mildly. I fed the fish with my vomit four times. And I'm not talking about while I was on the boat; no, no, I threw up four times while I was in the water snorkeling.
I'm glad I wasn't any where near this Ray, feeding him. Instead it was little schools of parrot fish...I'm just glad they weren't nibbling on my toes.
But we had a great trip and I'm saving my pennies for the next time William has an out of state client who needs him to travel...or maybe we'll just up and take off for another few days for no reason other than we're determined to get better at traveling together.
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For the record ...
Carrie thought Coral Gables was the name of the pool. I thought (correctly) that it was a city. So when Carrie said "let's go to Coral Gables," there wasn't an equal miscommunication, this was entirely on m'honey.
FWIW, the name of the pool is just the Venetian. It is in the travel guide under the "Coral Gables" chapter, along with the historic Biltmore hotel, etc.
Just so I am not entirely a pessimisticic punk in this post, I should also note that:
1) Carrie was one heck of a trooper b/c she was sick the whole trip and it never slowed us down.
2) Carrie got a lot of looks in her swimsuit - both from guys and bitter women.
3) She planned the trip very well. The only hangup was Monday, which I admit I had told her we should just wing. My bad all the way.
You guys rock. Only yall would bicker in a blog :)
Sounds like you need to come visit the LV Jones pool. I promise you won't get seasick!
way to set the record straight Will. You could perhaps be man enough to actually post your name though. And Carrie,I am saving my pennies for Wes' next trip too. Reno, Rock Springs, Vernal...here I come!
That's so great that you guys got to get away. If anyone needs some down time, its you two! Too bad you were sick Carr! You are quite the trooper. William I have to say that you are looking super trim! Good for you! Good for both of you guys!
So jealous! Carrie you look great--I'd never know you had been sick. William you look sorta pasty white. :) And yes, giving birth to twins 6 weeks ago protects me from any retaliation comments--even if I am of a ghostly sheen myself. j/k you look great too. Hey, if your sister can't raz you who can? I hope you guys had a blast. Miss you a ton! Jessica
I'm so sorry you had to throw up IN the water. It's bad enough to throw up anywhere, but that's even worse!!! In spite of it all, it sounds like you still had a nice time. Loved the pictures!
Laurie
I can't believe you got so sick! It still sounds like you were able to have fun and I love that your "anonymous" husband set the record straight. That's exactly what Ben would have done.
We keep talking about visiting the "Keys" in Florida and Miami. After being married for 38 years, we read each other's minds, so we don't need an agenda. Find the best (and cheapest breakfasts). Shop til noon or so--then find the best lunch--preferably something Mexican--then swim and nap or read, then get cleaned up and find a good place for dinner. This routine has worked all over the world! I should just name my vacations--how to gain 7lbs in 7 days! Oh, I almost forgot, Bob always finds the best ice cream place for late at night, too! Ugh!
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