Day 7 Seven Days Off
June 7, 1982. Priscilla Presley opened Graceland to the public.
Many Elvis fans have taken vacations to Memphis just so they can tour Graceland.
Where would you like to visit on your next vacation? What would you do with seven days off? What is your idea of a perfect week-long vacation?
Alternatively, write about a vacation you took in the past.
A vacation I took in the past.
Many, many years ago, I took a holiday to Florida. Well it wasn’t technically a holiday, but was booked as a vacation and just turned out to be my honeymoon! (Another story, but we married after knowing each other for just over a year, and are still married after 27 years).
We booked a fly drive from Heathrow, London, to Orlando. We had seven glorious days in Theme park heaven, exploring SeaWorld, the Magic Kingdom, and Universal Studios. This was 1989, and the new Universal attractions were still in the pipeline. Lots of vacant lots with For Sale signs on them, indicated the potential growth of the area.( Indeed, we stayed on the same strip a few years later with our two year old, and were amazed at the amount of hotels, restaurants and attractions that had built up.)
The most memorable part of the honeymoon was, for me our trip down the Florida Keys, straight down to Key West. The weather was glorious and the scenery breath taking as we traveled across bridge after bridge, making our way further south.We stayed in the Southernmost Hotel just at one end of the main strip of Key West; a colonial style hotel, that I remember as being clad in lots of white woods, with blues and creams as the decor. It was just a short walk down the strip to Mallory Square, where tourists gathered each evening to watch the sun go down over the sea.
Then, we got drunk on delicious cocktails from Fat Tuesdays, and staggered back to our hotel. The next day, we managed to take a tram around the island, visited the pub where Ernest Hemingway often fell out of (Sloppy Joe’s I believe) and visited the said author at his home on the island, unchanged since he lived there. I recall lots of cats sleeping in and around Hemingway’s garden. There was also a visit to a lighthouse, and a trip to the top of it where the sea looked cool and inviting.
It was with regret that we headed back to Orlando, but not before stopping off at a lovely restaurant for lunch, on the island of Marathon. I remember the snapper was delicious!
A gorgeous vacation/honeymoon, which I still have fond memories of to this day. 🙂
Suzanne Bowditch, 2016