News Flash: I love hot weather. And sunshine. And good food. And the outdoors. OK, none of that is news at all. But all those wonderful things come together in one glorious place: West Palm Beach.
Of all the places I’ve traveled and all the places I adore, people ask why West Palm gets put on a pedestal. When I lived in Miami, the then-boyfriend-now-hubby lived in West Palm and I was there constantly. I’ve gone back nearly every year since moving north (twice in the past month alone). Sure, people snicker and ask why not skip West Palm and go to loud, happenin’ Miami instead? But I like chill West Palm Beach and I like that it isn’t Miami. I like the atmosphere and that not every person I encounter has had plastic surgery. People unfamiliar with Florida sometimes ask why I’d want to live among “all those old people.” I just shake my head and smile, silently amused that people buy into incorrect stereotypes of places they’ve never been. Part of West Palm’s allure is that you have to experience it to understand it doesn’t necessarily fit the unpleasant Florida stereotypes.
OK, so why West Palm Beach?
Because also in Juno Beach, 5 years ago, I got married. Right on the same beach where previously I sat silently in the dark one night while a sea turtle nested next to me and laid eggs, and one day I helped tiny, newly hatched turtles get to the ocean.
So when people ask me Why West Palm Beach?? I simply say Because… West Palm Beach!