Despite not having quite enough sleep (what teenager ever gets enough), having to walk 4.4 miles to enjoy a Starbucks’ frapaccino, the threatening rain, the South Florida heat, Kari didn’t cry. She has picked up her pace and is now averaging just shy of 3 miles per hour on flat ground.
Our favorite barista wasn’t working yesterday, but the store manager was. She is the one who fixed our coffees for us. Mine was delicious. Kari definitely enjoyed hers. I think if she hadn’t had that drink, she would have jumped right into the fountain outside the doors.
Here are photos from yesterday’s trek around town