Hyatt Vacation Club Living
My husband Mike and I left our home this morning at 6:30 am; it takes a lot to get us moving that early. But I can assure you that it was worth it. . .at least so far. We arrived at Liberty International Airport in good time, endured airport security with nary a hiccup and had breakfast together while waiting to board our plane.
Yes! Our good friend Margot is staying with our daughter Tory and we are now in Florida: It of the 80-plus degree weather, clear skies and humidity reminiscent of our home state of NJ in August! No pollen. No rain. Just us!
First order of business on landing was to secure our rental car.
Avis is our friend. Well, to be honest, Avis is our friend because of its competitive pricing on Priceline.com, not because of its speedy employees. We were in line almost an hour while folks rolled up to Alamo, Budget and the like well after us and left with car keys in hand well before us. No matter.
We left the airport with Mike behind the wheel; for those of you who know us well, you know that I usually do the driving when we’re together, but today he had an ulterior motive. We stopped to visit two competing hotel properties; Mike is likely doing a loan for the owners of one of the hotels.
It didn’t take long before we pulled into Miller’s Ale House in Ft Myers for lunch; it’s located in the huge shopping center near the Bass Pro Shop, hard by the Ft Myers Airport. Perusing the menu for something ‘local’ I saw the ‘Zinger salad.” Intrigued, I read further: boneless wings tossed in your choice of one of nine different sauces and served over a tossed salad. Yum! I ordered it and wasn’t disappointed. Mike ordered a pulled pork sandwich that he labeled “average.” But his Blue Moon beer was pronounced, “Icy cold and tasty.”
We checked in to the Hyatt Coconut Plantation, a Hyatt Vacation Club in Bonita Springs, just a little while ago and got settled in the condo. Mike headed for the adult pool and I am cooling down here in the condo before I venture out to meet him.