St. Pete Beach
What started as a Will Smith Miami medley turned into a 48-hour awake-a-thon from Sunday to Tuesday, so was ready to collapse on Day 1 of the retreat. Retreat in total was a mismatch but I take away goals, new friends – Nat and Deb – facetime with Mindy, and a knowledge I can dance like a mo-fo and while holding ice cream cones. That’s right! Some sit-ee-aytions remain unanswered and that’s OK because ultimately I’m stronger.
And hey, I got to stay at the infamous Don Cesar hotel where gangsters used to throw parties. Yes, there was some flapper action 🙂