After cleaning up, we headed down to the lobby and ate outside (!) at an Asian-infused restaurant called Mr. Chow. I would highly recommend it. It is different than most restaurants because you order a set number of starters and entrees and then share them with your party. I liked this because we got a diversity. Some of the food items we received were dumplings with soy sauce, a lamb shank braised, and fresh Florida fish steamed with bok choy! After a delicious dinner, we collapsed for the night.
Our official first day was gorgeous in the morning so we walked to breakfast on Ocean drive. My grandmother and I decided we would then walk to whole foods from there to pick up some beach snacks and the weather changed dramatically. It started down pouring and the streets flooded from the bay on the other side of Miami beach. We got stuck on an island of sidewalk surrounded by deep water, but thankfully were able to catch a cab after awhile.
The next day was spent chilling at the beach and swimming in the not-to-cold water (82ish degrees).
The next day was a little cloudy, so we took a break from the beach chilling and visited my Dad's college University of Miami, which he said looked pretty much the same. From there we happened upon the Venetian Pool (has some historical significance which I am unsure of, but still really neat!) and the Biltmore Hotel-- a hotel where actors and actresses stayed before there was a fancy South Beach. It was a beautiful hotel with a golf course and all and by then the sun had come out and illuminated the property nicely.
The next day, my mother picked us up and drove us the 2 hours back to Naples where she was staying with my other grandparents on the beach. After just catching a beautiful sunset, we sat down to the thanksgiving dinner my Mom and Grandma had worked so hard to prepare.
Before I leave you, I just want to share another piece of gratitude that I experienced this weekend. On Friday, my father treated us to the Who concert (which was really good!) and he was coming from work so my Mom offered to drop us off at a location so he could take us to the concert. Not only did my Dad agree, but he invited my Mom to dinner, and I am so thankful that for one evening my parents could forget their differences and unite for the same purpose: me and my brothers. It wasn't an unpleasant evening at all and even had some funny laughs in the conversation. I love both my parents equally and being able to have them both in the same room is something that is really important to me.
I guess what I want to end with here is this: Don't forget to be thankful. Because life can seem really low sometimes, but there is always something there that is positive. I am not trying to be cheesy, but just honest, because those days happen to me too, and really what makes them so much better is remembering my family, friends, and all the wonderful space we have shared.
On that note, have a wonderful Sunday and enjoyable week. Don't forget to thank someone in your life. There's plenty of them.