I had two main goals during my stay in West Palm Beach. Goal 1: Go snorkeling, Goal 2: Imbibe a beverage from a coconut. And during my last weekend in Florida, I'm please to say, I reached both of these goals.
The folks at Discover Palm Beach were kind enough to hook me up with a snorkeling excursion courtesy of Visit Palm Beach, which I was more than thrilled to take advantage of. So one Saturday after calling to reserve our snorkel gear, we headed out to the lovely Palm Beach Marriott at Singer Island to pick up our fins and masks.
After parking the car, we wandered through a small jungle.
And emerged on a gorgeous, sandy beach.
The sun beds and beach chairs were pretty tempting in the scorching heat, but we were determined to mask up and dive into the blue waters.
We found the rental tiki hut and grabbed our gear, but suddenly realized we had no idea where the good snorkeling was. Our contact at Visit Palm beach, Kami, kindly suggested a few places, but one stood out among the rest, Blue Heron Bridge.
Blue Heron Bridge connects Singer Island to the mainland and this little sub-bridge beach is tucked right underneath.
Upon arrival we were told the current was too strong for the actual trail, which I was pretty bummed about. But I was going to pretend to be a mermaid even if there weren't sunken ships and fake sharks!
I will breath under water! (Please forgive the water on the lens)
So we strapped on our snorkels and walked backwards into the water. (If you've never been snorkeling, you have to walk backwards in fins otherwise you fall on your face).
I'm 5'2, so I had to tread water a bit sooner than the two gentlemen I was with, which turned this into quite the work out for me.
But once the water got deep enough, I dove right down.
Here we go, mermaid time!
It was a bit murky, but the water was a tropical green and blue and there were tiny fish all around. I spent most of the day singing "I want to be where the people are" through my snorkel and thinking about how anyone who would rather fly than breathe under water is a fool.
These little guys where not shy and swam right around me!
I got a little too enthusiastic about my diving and forgot I was snorkeling, not scuba diving, and had to come up for air and to pop my ears.
Out, you pesky water!
Human needs taken care of, I got back to business.
But this time, the water was suddenly FILLED with jellyfish!
I know I should have been afraid of them and their crazy ability to sting the crap out of you, but jellyfish are incredibly impressive.
They are so graceful and lightly pigmented you hardly see them in the water in front of you.
I was suddenly not even upset about not being able to do the snorkeling trail and was completely mesmerized by their hypnotic little dance. We swam around for a few more hours than intended just watching them.
This shirt sums my feelings on life.
I could gladly stay in the water all day, breathing through my little spout, watching the sea life move all around me, but my two snorkel companions decided 4 hours was quite enough. Not wanting anyone to drown, I reluctantly left the ocean behind and headed back to The Marriott for some much needed cocktails.
And I FINALLY got to drink from a coconut!
Don't you just want to wiggle your toes into that sand, sip a margarita and never leave?
Sunned, salty, and exhausted, we sipped our cocktails, enjoyed the tropical vibe, and celebrated ourselves!
Rum and pineapple juice out of a coconut? Hells yeah.
That is the face of a happy MG!
I had a really amazing stay in Palm Beach and it was made all the better by the lovely folks at both Discover Palm Beach and Visit Palm Beach. If you're making a trip down their way, be sure to check out their websites (Discover Palm Beach, Visit Palm Beach). There are so many amazing outdoor activities to take advantage of and they can help you sort it all out and make sure you get the best Palm Beach has to offer.
I'll miss the sunshine, the palm trees, and the tiny little lizards that run around everywhere, but it's time for this city girl to say goodbye to summer and head back to Brooklyn.
But at least I'll have this little video The B Man put together to remind me of the good times (that's even him playing the ukulele)!