Ten Days. At a friend’s condo. In the Florida Sun. We three sisters were just about beside ourselves with giddiness in anticipation of the prospect. We didn’t have a clue what the condo would be like (just that we were essentially being gifted) or what the area would be like (apart from crazy traffic) or what we would do with eight whole days together(with two travel days tacked on either end), but we were pinching ourselves that this was really happening . In all honesty, with the exception of making travel arrangements, we made zero plans. And that turned out to be the perfect plan!
Imagine our delight when we realized the condo we were being blessed with was over and above anything we expected.
Oh, and mirrors!
…count the Stephanies!
We were so thankful that Andi joined us for the first 5 days, not only because it was her place after all, but because she was so much fun!! She fit right in with our low key, no agenda type of getaway AND she knew all the good places to eat and the shortcuts to get there!!
(Our official ‘group picture’!)
We went to the movies (Little Women – how excellent), did a bit of shopping (yay for a local Costco and a couple of thrift shops), and connected with some friends who were wintering nearby.
Although we couldn’t find any scooter friendly beach access, Joie and I did manage to put our feet in the sand and feel the ocean breeze in our hair.
(Man, I’m a bad selfie taker!)
So while we didn’t do any beach sitting, we did take a couple of drives up A1A where we ooo’d and ahhh’d over the ritzy houses and glistening yachts. We may (or may not) have whined a bit about the traffic, but that is to be expected (the whining AND the traffic!). No documentation of said traffic or houses or boats is available because after all I was driving – and you know – traffic.
So just what were we doing? Well, we were sleeping until we woke up, enjoying our coffee on the balcony, and working on a jigsaw puzzle
Games were being played
and wonderful meals were being shared.
Whether we were navigating the roads of Pompano Beach or hanging around the condo trying to find that odd shaped puzzle piece with just a little bit of red in the corner or walking through the neighborhood enjoying the beauty of the area, our days were filled with laughter (oh my, so much laughter) and memories and prayers and maybe a tear or two. They were wonderful, wonderful, grace filled days as we soaked in our precious sisterhood. Days that we in no way take for granted.
While I have one more installment on our SWG, just let me say now I’m praying this was just our First Annual Sisters’ Winter Getaway!