SRQ: Chapter 3

A few weeks ago, my pal Rachel and I took our annual trip to Sarasota, Florida.  It was insanely refreshing, even though it rained two of the three days we were there.  Don’t worry; we shopped instead.  It’s a good thing we soaked up the sun Sheryl Crow-style that first day for a solid four hours after we slept in until noon without a care in the world.  We ate excellent food, drank potent and delicious drinks, and saw some really cool things.  Rach, we are too much fun, and I relish this annual getaway we take.  Thank you for being awesome, even when I get sick the first night with a migraine.  Photos below were taken with the VSCOcam app, something else I’m totally loving.

Me, in front of a giant Banyan tree at the best restaurant we've discovered in SRQ.

Me, in front of a giant Banyan tree at the best restaurant we’ve discovered in SRQ.

Downtown SRQ wall mural.

Downtown SRQ wall mural.

Downtown SRQ wall mural.

Downtown SRQ wall mural.

Restaurant downtown SRQ.

Restaurant downtown SRQ.

Apartments downtown SRQ.

Apartments downtown SRQ.

The best crab legs I've eaten in years.

The best crab legs I’ve eaten in years.

Rachel, wearing size 20 shoes.

Rachel, wearing size 20 shoes.

My husband called us lesbians after seeing this picture.  We disagreed.

My husband called us lesbians after seeing this picture. We disagreed.

Sandpiper love.

Sandpiper love.

Slow-roasted.

Slow-roasted.

The Coquina, from the beach.  It was pretty perfect.

The Coquina, from the beach. It was pretty perfect.

Flying a kite because I'm 10.

Flying a kite because I’m 10.

Beach love.

Beach love.

The second floor garden (parking lot) view of our balcony.

The second floor garden (parking lot) view of our balcony.

Our 1950's style condo at Coquina on the Beach.

Our 1950’s style condo at Coquina on the Beach.

Bird love.

Bird love.

The famous gigantic kissing statue.

The famous gigantic kissing statue.

Tad windy.

Tad windy.

The first song we heard in the Camaro convertible we rented.  I can't listen to it without picturing Amy Pohler in the SNL skit...look it up.

The first song we heard in the Camaro convertible we rented. I can’t listen to it without picturing Amy Pohler in the SNL skit…look it up.

This time we felt like we really knew the city, and spent a good amount of time tooling around the downtown area.  I saw where my dear friend Troy worked while he lived there, drove on the street he lived, and I saw a lot of signs of sweet reminders of him being there.  When I returned, my trip inspired me to reconnect with our mutual friend Addie, who’s been keeping up with me via this blog for longer than I knew!  We visited this week and because I know she’ll read this, Addie, it was so good to catch up with you.  Helps put things in perspective and reaffirms that old friends that come back through your life in special ways and in times when it just makes sense.