Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Miami Summer

Weekends in Miami

June 27, 2015
For two weekends, I had the privilege of experiencing South Florida as a tourist. Early Saturday morning, we packed sandwiches, fruit salad, chips and water into a cooler and headed 1 hour south to John Pennekamp State Park for a glass bottom boat tour to a nearby coral reef. After a slow cruise out to the ocean, the speed picked up enhancing the excitement with wind blowing in through the hair. We hovered over the reef for a sneak peek at the sea plants and crazy cool fish. About 45 minutes later, we returned back to shore eager to jump in the water.


From my experience, the beach at John Pennikamp is far from the best beach in South Florida. Instead of sand, the shore and water bottoms are completely covered in rocks. Additionally, even though this is a place known for snorkeling, the waters near the beach were completely dark making any snorkel sights difficult. The one up-side of this beach was that we saw a group of tarpon swimming periodically flashing their fins out of the water!

Next, we went to the well-known Tiki Bar in Islamorada—a restaurant/bar right on the water with iguanas running around, cool swinging tables, and the perfect view for a sunset.
The following day, we drove 20 minutes north to Hallendale Beach. This turned into a well-kept secret with free parking, people-ready beaches, white sand, and blue water. Unfortunately, the day was cut short once we heard sirens and saw the black clouds approaching with only a five minute warning. This was my first thunder storm of the season!!


July 3


I love holiday weekends—no work and something to celebrate. This weekend was different than my other Independence Day celebrations. (In 2011, I was in France for July 4th, so celebrations were non-existent. The French national holiday is the week after the American national holiday, but my experience wasn’t filled with national colors, red/white/blue foods, or unusual cheer—just wine, cheese, and a walk in the woods. Still pretty cool, looking back, but that was the year I realized that 4th of July is a cherished holiday! ) Last year, my brother and I went on an awesome road trip along the Pacific Coast Highway. This year, I was with a group of Peruvians who somehow are very patriotic even though the USA is not their motherland.

Friday morning started out with one of my favorite Florida activities—snorkeling!! We rode a catamaran out from Key Largo to Mosquito Reef for one hour of snorkeling. The day had a blue sky, few clouds, brilliant sun, and calm waters! I got to see some pretty cool underwater life, but I was sad when we got back to land. (If anybody wants to go snorkeling, let me know!!)

After snorkeling, we drove 5 minutes down the road to Hobo’s CafĂ©.  I remember coming to this restaurant as a kid when we visited the Keys. As expected, the fish sandwich was great, but a looming storm hurried the meal.

 




Refreshed and satisfied (but still salty and sweaty), we packed into the car en route to Coral Castle. Built in Florida City in 1920 by Edward Leedskalnin, this small castle is made completely of coral using simple tools. The tour was great! The creator was 5 feet tall and weighed 100 pounds, so his carved reading chair fit me perfectly! Since the thermometer read 97-degrees, it made sense for my deep craving to jump in a swimming pool. Luckily, Tony has a little oasis in his back yard to feel like a secret lagoon. J

Saturday, we took a boat ride through the back waterways of extremely wealthy people’s homes. We passed the houses of Marc Anthony, J. Lo, P Diddy, and some others. In the evening, we laid out blankets on the lawn of Peacock Park and ate sandwiches and chips until the night time fireworks show.


Sunday, we attempted another beach day back at Hallendale Beach. This time, we were blessed with a beautiful day and awesome waves but challenged with massive amounts of seaweed. By the end of the weekend, my skin was bronzed and satisfied from the sunshine. 

Friday, July 10, 2015

Denver Spartan Beast Race

Denver, Colorado

June 13, 2015

After staying in Jeff’s cozy basement, Denver started out on a rainy and chilly June morning with the comfort of free coffee in a packed breakfast house. After a full belly from a breakfast burrito, we drove the car past parks and fancy shopping centers to a highway with mountains on the horizon. 

Hike in White River Nat'l Forest
By noon, we reached Silverthorne, Colorado—a town of outlet stores designed in an earthy way that makes you feel good about consumerism and shopping :-p. Here, we purchased last minute items in preparation for Saturday’s race AND we browsed the Perl Izumi store (a big treat for two lovers of cycling & sports)!

After shopping, we checked into the hotel and brought a small pack for a little outdoor adventure in order to prepare our bodies for the high altitude. I’m not sure how long it takes to adjust the body to running in 10,000 feet altitude, but I assume that it requires more than 24 hours!







Breckenridge, CO

Post-hike, Pedro made sure to find the “Spartan Race” sign in Breckenridge. During the downtown exploration, we found the highest running store in the USA, windows full of real-estate opportunities, and a neat downtown next to a flowing river. Back in Frisco, we went to Whole Foods for a late-night snack of fresh juice. Even the Whole Foods was super cool with tulip decorations outside, a cooler full of local kombucha, and a ski lift car available to dine in.



Up until the morning of the race, we drank water beyond our personal abilities to drink water (advice from a local wooden statue salesman). The race started at 60 degrees at the bottom of a ski lodge, with a wicked one mile up-hill climb followed by crossing waist-deep through two heavy-flow almost-freezing creeks. (Thank goodness for my well-draining shoes and dry fit, thermal pants!) About 5 miles into the race, we crawled up a snow-covered mountain. The next 5 miles was a series of inclines and declines (more up-hills than down-hills) with a nice pause at the summit of 11,000 feet. Needless to say, we were pretty pooped by the end of the 12.5 mile race!



Post-race resulted in a rewarding hot tub soak followed by awesome burritos. Sadly, my body had no energy or desire to continue to explore the amazing nature outside for the remainder of the day.

Sunday, we visited downtown Vail and then drove back to Denver. At City Park, energy was in the air—a live jazz show was about to start for everybody on the lawn, food trucks lined the nearby street, and about 10 soccer/volleyball/Frisbee/other random sports were playing around on the other lawn. Everybody walked by with either a bicycle, a dog, and/or a picnic basket…. Talk about my dream park!!

Sunday night was one of the most memorable food experiences I’ve had. We visited one of the best vegan restaurants in downtown Denver—City o City. I had the special of the day—a burrito turned into a fluffy waffle with black beans, vegan meat, some creamy stuff…!! Without a doubt, I was one happy camper on the flight home. :)
We ran into snow!