The Hen over at Bilingual in the Boonies just got back from Miami. Seeing this picture of Miami in January and reading about her trip transported me to the land of 75 degrees and sunny with the ocean breeze blowing through my hair as the waves crash on the beach.

As we freeze our arses off this week, let’s close our eyes and go there for a moment…

We took night-time walks, we hung out with the tias, tios and primos — there is nothing like cousins. Nothing. We also went to fun parks, we fed the ducks, we ate too much roast pork, pastelitos and muchas media noches.

On the day we went to the beach, we also had a fattening and nostalgic lunch at the Morro Castle, right next door to my old school, La Progresiva, and where I used to sneak to to buy hot churros and mamey shakes. (I think I gained five pounds during my stay in Miami last week and if I still lived there, I would certainly be una gordita.)

Oh my…it’s time to plan a trip to my childhood home…but for now, I’ll just live vicariously through her.