I'm freshly returned from a five-day
South Florida extravaganza that included just about everything I
needed it to, if not wanted it to.
I had been in Napa Valley driving the redesigned 2014 Subaru WRX. |
It was a stopping point on my way back
to Atlanta from Napa Valley and the San Francisco Airport. I'm not
wild about the four-hour-plus flights required to ferry the distance
between Atl and SFO, but there's no better choice really. At least
on Delta there isn't.
Even though I no longer have sufficient
clout to have Delta move me from steerage into First Class with any
regularity, I can usually position myself in one of Delta's Economy
Comfort seats where I am typically surrounded by Diamond and other
Platinum members of Delta's less-than-elite Sky Miles Club
bellyaching with one another about rarely receiving an upgrade.
“Economy Comfort” is the new “First Class” for any Sky Miles
member who flies less than 150,000 miles a year. Damn Northwest!
When one is 28 on an upgrade list with
67 people and there are only four remaining First Class seats, odds
aren't good that an upgrade is coming his way. Delta boards by zone
with those of us Gold, Platinum and Diamond members who didn't get
upgraded, being called as a group right behind First Class. This has
turned into a cattle call that often involves 30- to 40-percent of
the plane. When everyone is special, no one is.
This is one fine-looking sedan. |
My flight from San Francisco to
Atlanta, however, was fine, as was the connecting flight to West Palm
Beach. Because of the flight's length and the three-hour time
difference, I didn't set foot in Florida until about 5 p.m. Then it
was a 20 mile slog south to Delray Beach. Chevy was kind enough to
have a new Impala waiting for me at PBI. It's a delightful sedan that
is as drivable as it is great looking. This is the second time I've
spent several days in one and I continue to be amazed at the number
of people who want to stop me to talk about it. I am at a loss as to
why it wasn't on the list of nominees for North American Car of the
Year. It certainly should have been.
Thursday morning I had plans to see an
former par amour, who I had been out of touch with for about seven
years. We breakfasted at the Green Owl, a longtime morning spot favored by Delray Beach locals. We followed the food with a leisurely walk
to the beach.
Mmmmm...Fah's Wonton soup! |
I don't want anyone reading this to
think that I ate and drank my way through my five days in sunny South
Florida, but I got back to the house just in time for my buddy Amy
and I hit my favorite Thai place, Boca Raton's Fah, for lunch. Loaded
with carbs, we scooted up to Boynton Beach for a couple of craft
beers at Due South Brewery. We wound up the evening at the Funky
Buddha Lounge and Brewery back in Boca. I do like craft beers!
Enjoying a Carmel Creme Ale at Due South. |
Friday a bunch of friends headed to
Outback for lunch. I guess there's nothing like a hangover to bring
out the lust for red meat. I'm more of a Chinese-food sort of guy
after a night of over-consumption, but mine wasn't the hangover being
addressed.
Friday night's party was a blast. I left my party hat in SC, but still managed to have a good time. |
Ostensibly I went to FL for two
birthday parties; the first of which was Friday night. This is
actually a combo birthday/holiday party in its fifth year. I
had missed three out of the previous four. This is a creative bunch
when it comes to refreshing-adult beverages. I introduced everyone –
well, everyone with judgment sufficiently impaired enough to say, yes
– to cinnamon tequila. A wonderfully spirited holiday shooter.
The night was Dark and Stormy.... |
My
buddy Tim dispensed Dark and Stormys concocted with Gosslings 151
Rum. I had no clue there was a Goslings 151 Rum. Learning new things is good.
The Funkabilly Playboys. |
As the party was winding down, a couple
of us headed to Boca Raton's Duck to hear a set from the Funkabilly
Playboys. It was well worth the trip. They rocked the joint.
I was left to my own devices during the
day on Saturday. That's what happens when you stay at someone's house
with children who participate in organized sports. I mostly lounged
around until I linked up with friends at the Village Tavern in
Boynton Beach late in the afternoon.
Sunday I devoted to introspection....and
drinking beers at the homes of a couple of buddies where we watched
the Miami Dolphins kick around the despicable New England Patriots.
The week before I cursed the Dolphins, but I joined most of the
country in cheering them on in last Sunday's game.
That evening was the second birthday
celebration I traveled to FL to attend. Being a school night, it was
somewhat more laid back than Friday night's affair. That was fine
with me, I had to get up Monday morning, pack and be at the airport
for an 11 a.m. flight. I also wanted to catch the Steelers game, in
which they wound up pounding the Bengals.
We did get back in time to wander next
door and play a few hands of “Cards Against Humanity.” This is an
adult card game designed mostly to make you laugh. I won't go into
the graphic details here, but it's a riot. It's not for the squeamish
or the easily offended. Check your political correctness at the door.
But it's about as much fun as up to six people can have for 25 bucks.
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