A weekend with a friend
When I think of a beach holiday, I envision jet-lagged, wild kids, splashing one another. I think of sand castles and boogie boarding, endless wet towels and sand in your sheets. A beach holiday with the kids is wonderful but exhausting. One time, I visited Belle Vista with a friend and remembered that beach holidays could also be relaxing.
On the eve of our arrival, my girlfriend and I made a quick stop at the Winn Dixie grocery store (15200 Municipal Dr, Madeira Beach.) We picked up some fresh salsa, tortilla chips and a bottle of wine. We positioned ourselves in the patio area at the back of the Belle Vista and watched the fish jump while polishing off our snacks.
The next day we took our time going in and out of the many shops on the John’s Pass boardwalk. We had a morning latte at Addicted to the Bean (152 129th Ave W, Madeira Beach) – a mere three-minute walk from the hotel. We had our afternoon coffee at Sweet Brunette (2677, 13999 Gulf Blvd C2, Madeira Beach) – a 20-minute walk from the hotel but worth it for the sandwiches.
The next two days we swam at the beach, visited with friends and shopped a little more at the many stores in Clearwater, Treasure Island and along Seminole Blvd.
We ate nothing but seafood for dinner, three nights in a row, from cracking crab legs at Captain Bills (145 107th Ave, Treasure Island) to shrimp tacos at Caddy’s on the Beach (9000 W Gulf Blvd, Treasure Island) and putting the kitchen to good use with some fish from the local fish shop and some spices from across the street.
On our last night, we joined a crowd on the beach to watch the sunset and then walked for over an hour along the surf solving all of life’s little problems.
The morning of our departure, I woke up early because the mom clock kicked in and I forgot I was on holiday. So I brewed a cup of coffee, grabbed my camera and headed over to take pictures of the sun rising over the John’s Pass Boardwalk.
Apart from the sand in my sheets and a few shells collected, this was not a typical holiday for me. However, as long as I can make it past the guilt of heading to my kid’s favourite place without them – which I think I can – this will not be my last girl’s weekend at the Belle Vista.