W Fort Lauderdale
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... br> Now the hotel that we stayed at was not the nicest hotel I have ever stayed in, but it would do for the amount of time we were staying there. We had to do a little shopping since we didn't have any clothes except for the ones we were wearing and pick up the essentials that would last us until we got our stuff. After we went shopping we went out for supper at this Italian restaurant, which had some of the best pizza I had ever eaten. We left the restaurant about an hour later ...
... I plan to compare, as objectively as possible, all of the states in terms of livability.
But back to Florida for a bit.
One thing that stuck out to me in Florida is that the Sunshine State, for better or worse, presents a much greater contrast in socioeconomic inequality than Minnesota. The rich are richer (Boca Raton, Key Biscayne), while the poor are much poorer (Dadeland South). It might seem obvious and trivial, but I ...
... of well dressed men speaking Italian and being charming?! Rodd had an Hawaiian pizza, yeah I know, not really very Italian and I ordered Cannelini beans with garlic and parsley, omg yum, and some minestrone soup, this was nice but not as nice as mine! We were also given some lovely crusty bread with the most divine garlic oil and a chilli tomato dip, the problem with starting with bread is that those oils and dips are so yummy I end up filling up on bread before my meal comes, I ...
The coach ride from
Miami to Port Everglades was nice and smooth and we had our first glimpse of
the ship just as we pulled into port.
The Crown Princess, one of the best in the Princess fleet. Still really hot, a shock to the system
considering the weather we left behind in England! We set sail for Princess Cays at 4:30 pm our
time. It is now….2am our ...
... people though... That's when I learned to just go with it... Everything works out in the end.... Or that time when my bags were lost when I went to Argentina... Lost for 4 days,..... That's when I learned to pack ALL my underwear in my carry on.... Or the many times I have managed to fall asleep waiting for my plane only to be shook awake by some kind person wondering if I am the "Ms. Allen" they have been calling for the last 10 minutes over the ...