Layover of a Lifetime: Fort Lauderdale (April 9)

We arrived in Fort Lauderdale at 7:30am with a 10-hour layover between us and Lima. We headed to the beach [with an overpriced cabby might I add] with plans to wander around Las Olas and hopefully find a pulled-pork sandwich and some mojitos. Swimming in the warm Atlantic Ocean was a new experience and we gleefully swam about actively trying to keep our hair relatively dry while tourists and locals with abundant and obvious plastic surgery procedures exercised across the sand. This was all lovely and charming, apart from some vomit spewed unceremoniously on the sidewalk, and we even managed to figure out the local bus system [FL PLEASE supply bus transfers in the future]. BUT, we hit a slight snag when we attempted to seek out our pork and mojitos.

 LESSON #1 of the adventure: do not have expectations! Sadly, Las Olas did not have many restaurants that were either affordable or open. We ended up finding a little breakfast place, where Marsky enjoyed a crepe with strawberries and EmBoss scarfed a spinach/tomato omelet, along with copious quantities of coffee.

We proceeded back to the airport using the Broward County public transit with a bus full of McDonalds employees, and enjoyed our absurdly expensive mojito at the Food Network Kitchen bar. This mojito was now a Marsky/EmBoss necessity, as the FLL TSA was the most inefficient/slow/rude airport security either of us had experienced thus far. 

No matter, we proceeded to our gate to nap and read our travel books. 

¡Lima, espera para nosotras por favor... Estamos viniendo! 

Besitos,

EmBoss and Marsky