Challenge Week, Day Five wrap-up
Jul. 19th, 2003 11:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aruanAs Skills started about an hour late, we didn't get back to our room until around six. Tired but giddy, we showered (yet again - we averaged about two a day. Have we mentioned I veto summer in Florida?) and decided to take ourselves out on the town for dinner. This involved "calling down" for my car, since the hotel uses a parking garage nearby and valets everyone's vehicles. I felt all weird and vaguely snooty doing it.
Bayside was just back across the Intracoastal Waterway Bridge, so we hopped on down, checked out some of the shops, and eventually settled on this lovely little Italian place on the water. There was salsa music playing audibly from the open club down the way from us, and I lamented my simultaneous love for the style and utter lack of ass-shaking ability to properly move to it. So it goes. Our food was delicious, despite the fact that I ordered Cream of Broccoli and didn't realize they had instead served me Chicken Soup until I'd finished the entire bowl. Turns out I was so distracted by the events of the day, the celery (which did feature prominently in the soup) had become broccoli in my head.
Uhm, yes. Moving right along.
We enjoyed the sights and sounds of Collins Avenue on the crawling ride back to the hotel. It was mostly midnight by the time we ambled back upstairs, but we did manage to get about two CDs' worth of footage traded before calling it a night.
Bayside was just back across the Intracoastal Waterway Bridge, so we hopped on down, checked out some of the shops, and eventually settled on this lovely little Italian place on the water. There was salsa music playing audibly from the open club down the way from us, and I lamented my simultaneous love for the style and utter lack of ass-shaking ability to properly move to it. So it goes. Our food was delicious, despite the fact that I ordered Cream of Broccoli and didn't realize they had instead served me Chicken Soup until I'd finished the entire bowl. Turns out I was so distracted by the events of the day, the celery (which did feature prominently in the soup) had become broccoli in my head.
Uhm, yes. Moving right along.
We enjoyed the sights and sounds of Collins Avenue on the crawling ride back to the hotel. It was mostly midnight by the time we ambled back upstairs, but we did manage to get about two CDs' worth of footage traded before calling it a night.
