It was my first Thanksgiving in Miami since I lived there, and a difficult one not only for my obvious reasons, but also because it was the first one without my great-Aunt Betsy. She died suddenly in June, and I'm told she used to rule the roost and prepare everything on Thanksgiving. So it was a subdued holiday for all the relatives, but we were glad to see each other. My grandfather ordered a turkey from an (awesome) Italian grocery, and other relatives brought all the side dishes, so I didn't have to prepare anything. I tried to see it as a nice break, but it felt so wrong not to be cooking on Thanksgiving!
I was able to spend some time on a boat, thanks to my cousin Kim and her family!
(my distinguished-looking grandfather)
I got to have lunch with Kristi, who's been my friend since kindergarten. We've kept in touch all these years and she's now considering coming to visit me! Yay. :)
One night we were invited to the apartment of one of my uncle's business associates. She lives on the 29th floor of a building near Hollywood Beach, with a full view of the city on one side and the ocean on the other! It was amazing, but I had to stay back from the railing - heights are making me more nervous as I get older.
On Sunday, my mom, uncle, and I went to Hollywood Beach (my favorite beach, where I went often as a kid) to ride bikes! I had been Severely Irritated about still not seeing the ocean after several days in Miami, so finally going to the beach was a huge relief. :) We rode several miles up to Dania Beach pier and then back to Hollywood. It was a satisfying ocean communion time.
you can see the ocean waaaaaaaaay below