This time last year, I hit the road with a good friend and we headed south in search of some sunshine after barely surviving the snowpocalypse of 2010. West Palm Beach was the perfect remedy for a little spring fever. Okay, a lot of spring fever. I had never visited WPB (or Palm Beach) before, but I think I get the hype now. Especially in the cooler months when there is zero humidity. We spent our days admiring the most beautiful water I have ever seen in Florida, feasting on seafood, champange, and fresh squeezed orange juice, experiencing all that is polo, and hitting up CityPlace for a little spring shopping.
There hasn’t been nearly as much snow as last year, but I never seem to escape March without catching some sort of spring fever. So in one week I’ll be heading down to Hilton Head Island, South Carolina to get a taste of the island life. Looking forward to picnics on the beach, bike rides and kayaking, and gorgeous sunsets. Also making a pit stop in Charleston, which I already have sweet, sweet memories from.