I’m headed to SOUTHERN FLORIDA this upcoming Memorial Day for the wedding of my dear friend, Karen. Karen and I went to college together, spent a summer in Loire Valley, France and voyaging around Europe on our weekends 0ff. Later we lived four blocks apart from each other in Manhattan and spent many a night on her Upper West Side rooftop cheering on the runners at the Reebok gym across the street. Today she lives in Miami; her wedding is in Jupiter Beach, a skip away from West Palm Beach and quiet beach getaway from the noise of Miami and Ft. Lauderdale.
And because Jon’s parents are in town for his graduation this weekend, I am going with my friend Amy, who is coming sans husband and baby too. We’re meeting in Ft. Lauderdale rather than the schedules of West Palm Beach airport; then drive up in our rental car along the ocean to Jupiter. It will be a nice, quaint celebrating weekend of sunshine (hopefully!) and a barefoot bride on the sand, seafood and scenery at the Jupiter Beach Resort.
