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Fort Lauderdale Beach |
Well,
fortunately this morning the weather is fine, after gazing open mouthed at the
stunning view out of our room window we set off to walk the beach. And what a
beach it is here, miles upon miles of white gold powder soft beach. There’s not
many people on the beach the major activity is from the pelican cruising above
the wave like some malevolent prehistoric bird before it suddenly folds its
wings and becomes a streamlined dart diving into the water for fish. This beach
is a protected nest site for turtle so every now and then there is a cordoned
off area presumably where there is a nest site. After all this walking a sleep
on a sun bed on the beach is the perfect solution. At 1pm we decide it’s time
for lunch and just as we’re thinking about moving, bang, a huge clap of thunder
and instant torrential rain. Dave’s never seen me move so fast, packed and
running across the beach and road straight into Primanti Brothers Pizza for
lunch. What huge slices of pizza! The rest of the afternoon is spent watching
lightening and torrential rain before going down stairs for cheese and wine and
meeting an American couple from North Carolina. The restaurant Seasons 52 proves
to be a wonderfully romantic setting for an evening meal with candle light and
wine. The food is great too, chicken flatbread to start, pork tenderloin and
BBQ chicken salad to follow with key lime pie and pecan pie to finish. The walk
back to the hotel is warm and pleasant, so much so that we’re enticed to stop
for a nightcap in McSorley’s Irish bar.
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Jan outside Seasons 52 |
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