Monday the sky was crystal clear and we went for a walk on the beach to the pier.
We stopped for a rest at the picnic area. Look carefully. You'll see I'm wearing my "winter boots".
Then we stopped to take group shots on the pier. Here's Mary Lou, Frank and me.
And us with John. We really did need those light jackets.
Monday afternoon we headed to Pier Park and stopped in Dick's Last Resort Restaurant (left) for coffee.
The place was dimly lit and very noisy, definitely more suited to college kids who just want to drink themselves silly. The waiter had a fun time humiliating us. Mary Lou's hat announced her social insurance number was 0000-000-004, which translates to old as dirt. Frank apparently has wooden teeth, and yes, the waiter deemed me high maintenance. The cheeky bugger. Meanwhile he didn't make a hat for John, but opted to sneak into the photo instead. Here we are in all our glory...
Tuesday we stayed close to home, but opted for lunch at Schooners. Look closely and you'll see John's blue jacket at the top of the stairs.
The entire time Frank was here he snapped some great shots and was kind enough to let me use them.
Compare this view of the beach below to the previous day (above). The wind and surf obliterate the view of the high rises in the distance.
We had a super visit even though the only person who jumped in the pool was John.
What a contrast to the mounds of snow at home.
I much prefer it here, and we've already made plans to visit with Frank and Mary Lou next winter. IN FLORIDA.
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