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Local: Miss Lib-R-T
After all the driving the past few days, it was a refreshing change to have a day out of the van. I got to sleep in, and after a leisurely morning, my roomie took me to her favorite beach, Ocean Ridge Hammock Park. This spot is a gem! A little oasis of natural beauty and tranquility surrounded by mega-dollar homes and compounds in the middle of the West Palm Beach metro area. And, parking is free if you’re lucky enough to snag a spot in the park’s tiny lot across Hwy A1A!
A few magical hours here was tonic for the soul – have you ever noticed that it’s virtually impossible to feel unhappy at the beach? I felt my stress wash out with the waves, and realized that I had officially gone coast to coast with this project, from Point Mugu State Park in California to here in south Florida. I imagined a toast to my amazing van, Freya, who I had initally feared wouldn’t even make it out of California.
As thunderclouds began forming, we packed up and headed back to the house. Later, not one but TWO tornado warnings blew up my phone, and the evening was mostly spent watching a crazy electrical storm out the windows. I was so glad to not be van-camping tonight – nothing like being trapped in a tin can during a thunderstorm…
All in all, it was a great day: excellent company, free entertainment courtesy of Florida’s wild weather and wildlife (there’s a reason every house has the patio screened in – people would be completely overrun with lizards and other critters without that barrier), topped off with another night of sound sleep. Yay![/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vcex_image_grid post_gallery=”true” grid_style=”masonry” columns=”3″ columns_gap=”5″ title=”no”][/vc_column][/vc_row]