Pearl Howie

The Guide to Vero Beach (the Best Food and Spa In Florida, the Massages, the Hotel, the Turtles, the Paddle Boarding, and the Sharks) from Pearl Escapes 2013, 2014 and 2015 (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

Vero Beach in Florida is a real discovery. Just staying in the hotel you can enjoy the best massage and food in Florida, then add in an unspoilt beach full of turtle nests, a shipwreck, (sharks!), an old fashioned but cosmopolitan main street and even a labyrinth nearby and it is an exceptional escape. They really look after me here, especially the main chef, who, although he is from Peru, brings Cuba to Vero Beach. It makes my mouth water just to think of it. Bring your appetite. I used to get extremely burned out in my old job and couldn't even handle finding and booking a hotel and flight or finding what to do when I did take time off. So, I thought "wouldn't it be awesome if someone would write a guide that just gave you one perfect escape; the perfect hotel, spa, flight and restaurant." So that's what I did.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Lulu.com
• Erscheinungstermin: 20. August 2016
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781326766931
• Artikelnr.: 46745519

Autorenporträt

Pearl is in Wales, at the foot of Mount Snowdon, another magical mountain in another land of the dragon. It's another mountain that sometimes likes to hide. If you want great views may I recommend the Beech Bank B&B as her room had windows on three sides with views of the mountains (contact them direct). Life (or her subconscious), whatever you want to call it, has taken her on another magical mystery tour echoing this one, from the infected bug bites to the jellyfish (there're loads of Lion's Mane jellyfish near Bangor). Somehow she ended up in Liverpool too, the home of The Beatles, apparently she was on a pilgrimage she didn't even know about, and the Double Fantasy exhibition on the top of the Museum of Liverpool broke her open again. Eight years ago she quit her job, worked a three month notice period and in that time her ex-boyfriend fell off a mountain and died. His memorial service was coincidentally the day after her last day. It was in South Wales. She drifted for a day or two, but it was over six years later that she followed in his footsteps and wandered off. Yesterday she arrived in Llanberis and lucked out on the last space on the train to the top of the mountain and a room at Beech Bank. She is working hard on feeling and dealing with her emotions and being tolerant of all people, even those who have been, in her opinion, badly taught, or never had some things explained. Unlike Kota Kinabalu and Tiger's Nest, people can just wander up or take the train to the top of Mount Snowdon without a guide. She is working really hard on not getting cross with the people who leave their litter on the mountain or who feel the need to play loud music up there. She knows that anger is often part of grieving. She would politely suggest you don't piss off the mountain. Nature is so much bigger than you are.