Left the snow behind in Canada and landed in Orlando late Sunday night after a 9-hour layover in Toronto.
Tuesday we began the slow migration south — Orlando to Miami by car. Florida stretches out differently when you drive it. Palms, billboards, long flat highways, humidity starting to press in.
We stopped at the beach at Port Canaveral and at Jupiter. Swimming in the Atlantic Ocean for the first time for some. We will be close to Pacific in a day.
We’re staying in Little Haiti in Miami. Airbnb tucked into a neighborhood alive with Latin rhythm. Murals. Spanish everywhere. Caribbean colors. And this morning? Roosters.
Yes. Roosters.
Woke up to chickens instead of alarm clocks.
It feels like the world is already shifting before we even reach Central America
Now we’re on the flight.
Snow to sun. Quiet prairie to Latin pulse. Comfort to calling.
Interns are tired but steady. There’s something about these transitions that does formation work all by itself.
Airports, layovers, rental cars, unfamiliar neighborhoods — they loosen you up.
February 9 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C