Fort Lauderdale is 23 miles north of Miami, on the Atlantic coast and is home to over 5 million people. We were taken by coach for a drive along the coast which to me lacked character because it was just like a motorway of sand... miles and miles of it!
Fort Lauderdale is sometimes known as the VENICE of AMERICA because of its massive and intricate canal system. It is also a major yachting centre with over 40,000 resident yachts and 100 marinas....its an amazing place (but I'm sorry, its not like the real Venice)(!)
WOW! Some of the boats were obscenely massive...
We had lunch at a very swanky hotel (shame about the garlic vegetables, I'm still getting over the smell, Urrrgh) which had very posh lifts..
a lovely pool...
..and a fountain with huge koi carp...
This may look like a petrol station but it is a bank... a drive through ATM
The afternoon was spent in a mall ("maul") (c'mon, folks, get the American drawl)...a clean and modern shopping centre with Dillards and Macy's and other horrendously priced retailers.
It was so not the Choaks!!
(Poor Husb, he only wanted a Carrier bag from Macy's!!) ( Failed!) It was a fabulous place and I can't imagine what the rent on some of these shops must be.
I picked up a couple of fitness mags for the flight home (well you know how fanatical the Americans are about fitness)but really I wanted a photo of this gorgeous floor!
View from the plane, coming in to land at Heathrow...WE DID IT WE DID TT!!!
We had 2 hours in London before catching the train home which was just enough time to see Gary Lineker and Dustin Hoffman in Selfridges, and I'm SURE it was Theo Walcott too,
this is what to do with your trainers...(Nike shop)
Whoop whoop!
It was a brilliant holiday which did us both the world of good, I just wish I could tell Dad all about it.
We have now "raised the bar" so ....."where next, Husb?"
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