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- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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... on the southbound interstate I95, so we pulled off and headed to my old house at Ocean Walk in Jupiter. I bought this place around 1978 when I was unemployed for $124,000 US and ended up selling it two-years later for a tidy profit - today it lists for around $850,000 - kick myself or what.
From there we headed over to Singer Island to ...
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Went to a bar for dinner where we got these amazing tato tots and stuffed meat loaf. The owner, Steve, bought us the ribs. He called them bar crack.... So he could hook us and keep us coming back for more. As JP was dozing off and I was cleaning up I suddenly needed a restroom pronto. I grabbed my tummy and said, "uh oh." JP sat bolt upright, " what's wrong, hon?" "I have diarrhea! I need a toilet, NOW!" JP leapt ...
... parking is difficult, sidewalk café / restaurants are numerous and people watching is excellent. We settled into a sidewalk café at a historical old hotel, The Tides. An excellent meal and a stroll down South Beach. We were wearing entirely too much clothing to blend in on the beach but we were happy to not fit in. South Beach, always interesting and always easy to ...
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The second piece of luggage was an old green duffle bag that I'd used for shorter trips like Gainesville and Orlando. In retrospect, I probably brought too much clothing but since I'll be staying in hostels, I won't often have to carry the luggage around. At least I can carry the two pieces on me with a free hand and no wheels. It doesn't feel pure when I call myself a backpacker, though. A two-piecer, perhaps.