When you rent a car from Avis, you have the option of adding a Garmin GPS system for an extra $11 a day. For this trip, I decided to give it a whirl, and I may never take a driving-intensive vacation without one again. It was particularly useful on Friday, which Daniel and I spent wandering along a 40 mile stretch of Florida coast. The GPS system guided us to food, shopping, sights of interest, and then helped us find our way back to our hotel. And only occasionally directed us to do really bizarre things. (There was one particular intersection where it insisted we should take a left and then make a U-turn, when it was perfectly possible to just make a right.)
I managed to get in a long walk on the beach, and not get a sunburn. Yay for sunscreen.
I went shopping with my mother, and bought a quite fantastic blue skirt that claims to be a size 10. Yes, Virginia, there is such a thing as vanity sizing.
My grandfather's 90th birthday party was fun. Helen (my grandfather's significant other) tried to teach some of us Greek dancing, and I proved that I really do have two left feet (or at least that I can't tell my right from my left). I got to catch up with lots of family, though it seemed like every time I got a really good chat going, we had to be seated or get our photos taken or something. (At some point, I've got to catch up with my cousin the federal judge, and get the second half of the story about what it's like being a federal judge. It's strange being related to a federal judge - it's like having an entire branch of government in the family, suddenly.)
A Starbucks tall Americano costs 15 cents more in the vicinity of Palm Beach than it does in San Jose - but the starting wage for Starbucks baristas is rather lower in Palm Beach (I think by a dollar an hour). Where does the extra money go, I wonder?
As far as I know, my brother-in-law did not make good on any of his threats to throw my cousins into the hotel swimming pool.