I’ve never taken a “vacation” as an adult.
In the sense that whenever I’ve taken time off it’s been for seeing family, active “traveling” (different category than vacationing), or a reunion, wedding or some other event.
When P suggested this trip (and bought the tickets) I was elated – for obvious rum-related reasons. But also because I could just sit. On a beach. And do….nothing.
I never really got why that sounded so good until now. And that’s exactly what we did.
As I watch the snow (again), I wish I was back in that water…
The Art of the Everyday – February 18: Offbeat, Outside and in Jamaica!