There were two chairs and a table outside of each hotel door at the Daytona Beach Resort …. Reading reviews, there were some complaints because there were no partitions on the balcony providing privacy….just a long expanse of chairs, tables and balcony rail…it was perfect. When I wasn’t ON the beach, this was my perch for 3 days…it almost felt sacred.
If you have been reading Ninasusan recently, you know I took a southern spiral into some anger and depression. A few days at the ocean with the surf, some mental dumping and my husband enabled me to find some clarity and love.