Well, we’re still not in Cuba, but Florida is quite lovely too. Although overbuilt, crowded, with more stores than I thought possible in one area. Maybe that is just the sign that I’ve lived in a rural area for over a dozen years now!
The day started with a lovely breakfast of coffee and cereal with our Aunt. She had been given a box of cookie cereal by her community center and we all tried a handful of it – too sweet, too sweet. Our aunt didn’t seem up for a long day of museum hunting with us, so after breakfast, off we went to Palm Beach to the Flagler Museum.
The outside of the Flagler Museum
The ride there was pretty exciting. We were on 95 when a furious rainstorm passed over. We were fine with it, although the way it bounced off the road was weird – all we could figure is that the oil buildup on the road caused it? We’d love to know.
The mansion was large, and we enjoyed a lovely tea time after our tour in their cafe.
Inside of the building that houses the cafe and Flagler’s original train car
We spent a couple of hours there, and sent some goodies home as souvenirs.
In the front hall of the Flagler, sitting on a bench that I couldn’t figure out how to get home with me.
After the museum, we wandered about in the car and spotted the Society of the Four Arts. For $5. each, we enjoyed a lovely exhibit at an fascinating “club,” : Painting the Beautiful: The Pennsylvania Impressionist Tradition.” Some lovely pieces in several rooms. Just outside behind the building and around the corner was their lovely sculpture garden.
For dinner, we took our Aunt to the China Garden near her home, more lovely evening chatting, and bedtime!
