That’s right. We ditched all of the family to come to Miami to sit in the heat and humidity and commiserate the fate of turkeys everywhere.
Instead of pumpkin pie and eggnog, we opted for art deco and sea breezes. We rented a room in South Beach (Suites on South Beach) for a few days before our very first Virgin Voyages cruise. After many attempts to cruise together (pandemic, war, cancellations) Hubby and I were actually able to complete a vacation together, which is odd because I’ve been travelling almost non-stop in 2022, yet he and I haven’t had a chance to go with one another.
We did feel bad about not being with our kids, but with them living far away from us, and our history of Fakesgiving, we decided it was probably the one holiday we could dip out on. We are always thankful for what we have and grateful for our lives. What better way to celebrate that than to lounge on the beach, walk for miles and have cocktails in an Irish bar while staring at lawn decor that’s missing a foot?
