There is something incredibly therapeutic about being at the beach – even when you have a sprained ankle. And it’s always hard to come back home afterwards. This time around it really helps that we’ve got a few days to decompress and get used to being back at home before heading back to work. But if we could have it our way, we’d have just stayed down at the beach.
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Can you really blame us? One day soon, I think we’ll seriously looking into getting our own place on the beach. Just as soon as we win that lottery we always talk about playing.
Every photo I took this year (which weren’t many) were taken from the balcony. It really killed me that I only made it out into the sand and water once the entire trip thanks to my stupid ankle, but being exiled to the pool was really not all that bad. It could have been so much worse.
But next time I plan on not hurting myself so I can enjoy the entire beach experience ON the beach.