Oh, hey there! Welcome to fall, folks (okay, *technically* it's been fall for a whole month — longer even, if your season starts when PSLs drop, but I'm officially calling it). Why now? Because NYC temps finally dipped, and I have my first fall weekend trip under my belt.
I beelined from New York to Florida, where I got two and a half blissful days of catching up with friends, several helpings of coleslaw, the satisfaction of singing "What's Up?" by 4 Non-Blondes (And I said, "Hey! Yeah, yeah, yeah! HEYYY, YEAH, YEAHH!"), and of course the reason for my trip in the first place: the wonderful wedding of Margot and Eric.
Let's dive back into the Sunshine State, shall we?
Day 1: The Road Trip & Arrival
Leland and I hitched a ride with Molly from Tampa to St. Augustine — surviving on selfies, Funyuns, and four hours of carefully selected power ballads (lovingly curated long-distance during the two weeks prior).
When we pulled into the driveway of our Airbnb (named "Urban Blue Cottage"), I thought it looked like someone plucked this surf-chic home out of the pages of Too Cool For You magazine — at first. Once inside, the warm + welcoming vibes were strong. So strong, that said-vibes materialized into an actual indoor hammock. This place was magic.
Good lighting was e v e r y w h e r e. I know we have the sun in NYC, too, but it was unreal! (Weird tangent on lighting, but good lighting is good lighting. Hence the impromptu photoshoot at the top of this post.) We immediately unpacked, called beds, and made ourselves at home.
Once we settled in, it was time to head to Jacksonville for a family BBQ celebrating the bride and groom. As soon as we saw the photobooth, it was game over. Plants, grad pics, bookends, and other non-prop items have been immortalized forever in the wedding album, presumably.
Day 2: The Breakfast & Wedding
The *magical* Airbnb was walking distance from most of our St. Augustine stops, including the breakfast haven that is The Blue Hen Café.
I know what you're thinking: Who cares about metaphorical album covers and perfect breakfast table views! Let's get to the FOOD. And I'm right there with you. Here's what I ate in Heaven:
After brunch, we headed back home to get ready for the afternoon ceremony. Margot looked stunning, Eric looked dapper, and it was all over much too quickly!
The Post-Wedding Pic
And After Marriage Comes... The Pre-Reception Dinner Bar Crawl
Aka, two bars. We are WILD!
Thanks for making it to the end of this novel, you! I hope you enjoyed my love letter to breakfast, good friends, Airbnb magic, indoor hammocks, and adventuring in general.
Congrats, Margot + Eric!