The weekend before I started work, Kara and I went down to the beach in Florida with her friend Michael and his son Alec, and met up with some more friends the next day. That was Jan 12-15. We were there for the 30A Songwriter's Festival. I eventually figured out that 30A is the highway that goes through that section of beach towns, which finally made the event title make sense to me. Lots of different songwriters/musicians would play at different venues along 30A over the course of the weekend.
This is where Rosemary Beach is in Florida, on the panhandle part near Pensacola:
It was an interesting experience because (a) I have never been to a songwriter's festival and am really not all that knowledgeable about music - a lot of it sounded all the same. And (b) despite the general ideas of "Florida" and "beach," it was really not that warm. Between 40 and 50 degrees during the day, and much colder at night, which was of course when we were sitting and standing around trying to appreciate the music. But in all fairness, the beach part was still beautiful, and the music experience was quite fun. It even warmed up to about 60 degrees on Sunday and I was able to sit on the beach and listen to conference talks on my iPod.
One of the funner parts would be when Kara convinced me to go on a run on the beach (twice). Then it was only "barely too cold", instead of "way too cold." (Apparently, the fact that I'm from Utah does little to protect me from getting cold, except maybe when Alyna texts to tell me that it's 2 degrees there. Then I feel marginally better here). Running on the beach is interestingly hard, or I'm just way out of shape. Probably both.
Here's some pictures from the trip:
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| Jellyfish! |
My conclusion was that we should go to the beach sometime when it was actually warm.
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