Our trip to Florida had been in the planning stage for only three weeks before our flight departed bright and early on April 11 en route to Fort Lauderdale. The promise of 80-degree weather and $208 tickets were too enticing to pass up. We had spent hours researching hotels near the ocean and settled on the Birch Patio Motel - just two blocks from Fort Lauderdale Beach and wallet-friendly. (The vintage keyfob was icing on the cake.)
Given our emphasis on finding a beachside hotel, it's not surprising that spending time on the Atlantic was a priority. After a post-flight run to the liquor store (they don't call it Fort Liquordale for nothing), we headed to Fort Lauderdale Beach where I happily obtained a light, sunkissed glow as a souvenir.