On my last full day in FL, I decided to take a Lyft to the Morikami Japanese Garden for the day. My driver was a nice enough guy but did not speak any English so we had a bit of a language barrier. He wasn’t sure where to go, found the garden, but entered on a service road where we almost got creamed by a semi truck coming out. That was fun! He dropped me and I had to climb under a fence to get into the main building. But no worries, all was well in the end!
The sun was shining and it was a lovely day wandering around the gardens. I thoroughly enjoyed my time there and finished it with a stroll through the museum and great lunch in the cafe. I was interested to see that it is rated one of the top museum cafes in the nation! I can see why–the food was amazing. In fact, I wanted more! Read more about the garden here.
My driver back to the hotel was a reasonable white guy so I told Rich that his team was redeemed after the other night. haha
Kathi and I went back to the Atlantic Ave area for dinner at a place called 32 East, where we had some pizza and arugula salad, both delicious. We enjoyed chatting with our server who was from Haiti and had the most positive attitude!
On one of my Lyft rides, I had seen a train speeding by and asked my driver where the train went. He said “lots of places.” I asked if it went to the Fort Lauderdale airport and he said yes. So I looked it up and found that there was a station very close to the hotel and it was only $5 to get to the airport. Score! Much better than paying another $40 on Lyft. I made arrangements with the hotel to take the shuttle over to the train station the next morning. Kathi and I had a pleasant last night in the hotel and then said our goodbyes the next day as she still had another half day of training and I had to leave in the AM to catch my plane. I’m really glad she invited me and had such a nice relaxing time!
The shuttle took me to the station the next morning and I purchased my ticket for the train. As the departure time approached, we started hearing messages over the loudspeaker that the train was delayed 35-40 minutes. I had allowed several hours but certainly did not count on any big delays! I eventually asked one of the transit officers what I should do and he seemed to think I would still be “okay.” He gave me an 800 number to call, which I did, and was told the train was on its way and should be at our station in a few more minutes so I stuck it out. It did arrive soon after and we all loaded up. Another thing I didn’t realize was that the train did not go right into the airport but to a station about 15 minutes away and we all had to get on a shuttle bus. By then I was a little anxious but thought I still had plenty of time. Thankfully, this was true and I made it through security with time to spare; even had time to get a tea and a snack before boarding. The flight home was good and Rich was there to pick me up. It’s always nice to get back home!