Destination: Florida St. Augustine, if you haven’t heard, is the country’s oldest continuously occupied European settlement. The Florida city predates the Pilgrims landing at Plymouth Rock by more than half a century. According to the National Park Service, the Spanish settlers — not the English Separatists — held the first Thanksgiving in September 1565. If history had taken a different path at the fork in the road, we’d be eating cocido, a salted pork and garbanzo bean stew, and hard sea biscuits for the post-Labor Day feast. For a Massachusetts native who briefly lived in Jacksonville as a little kid, this illuminating tidbit was reason enough to visit. A destination wedding was another. My priority was to celebrate the nuptials of my friends Julyana and Lorenzo. For the rest of the weekend, I wandered around the narrow brick lanes of the Colonial Quarter. I popped into a shipwreck museum and browsed the food and crafts stalls at the St. Augustine Amphitheatre’s farmers market. Instead of the Fountain of Youth, I soaked up the antiaging elixir of iced coffee and cat purrs at the Witty Whisker Cat Cafe. On Sunday, I swapped stories with the newlyweds in Jacksonville. They told me about their post-wedding events, and I shared the details of my delightful mini-moon in St. Augustine. TIP | 
