I’ve been coming to Sarasota, Florida since 2002, when Chris brought me here to meet his parents.
I fell in love with Siesta Key the first time we made the 10-minute drive from his parents’ house. The palm trees, the white powder sand, and the blue water will never get old.
We have driven to it, biked to it, and I’ve even run to it, and every time I catch that first glimpse of what lies just ahead still makes me go a little weak in the knees.

