today i shall write about our adventure to the beach. jett's family took a vacation down to florida this past summer and invited us to join them. we, of course, had no time off work left. so we decided hey! we will just take that thursday (and friday for jett since he's non-dental/non-awesome) and drive down for the weekend! we decided to leave on wednesday night and drive through the night, spend thursday, friday and saturday there, and return home on sunday.
remember how easy it was taking a road trip overnight when you were a kid? you'd all pile in the car and dad would drive you to your destination in what seemed like no time at all. way cooler than having to wake up early and hit the road! you know why it was so easy? because you, little one, were asleep.
this was one of the first moments that i came to terms with the fact that i'm not quite as invincible as i once was (rather, once believed i was). twenty year old mallory would have been able to drive from 8:00pm to 7:00am with no real problem. maybe a one hour catnap and back to normal! twenty four year old mallory needs more sleep than that, friends.
here we are, taking off for the beach! oh my! so exciting! it doesn't even matter that i am halfway through a long workweek and i woke up at six this morning. beach time, baby!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaand eleven hours later, after several hours of blaring electronica music to stay awake and of asking "where the f**k is florida and why is it so far away?" (sorry for the implied language, just trying to be realistic).
we were fortunate enough to stay at the most BEAUTIFUL beach house in watercolor. whatever turmoil we went through to actually get to florida was completely worth it. the house was the closest that you can legally be to the beach... and i am alright with that. plus we are married now so we got our own room instead of having to sleep on separate couches or something lame.
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| view from the balcony |
day one consisted entirely of laying on the beach under an umbrella for me. jett insisted on spending the entire day "snorkeling" by the sand bar. as a girl, i don't get it. my job is to be on the beach, MAYBE to get a tan, and definitely to read a book (abraham lincoln: vampire hunter to be exact). not for snorting salt water up your nose. but whatevs, he brought me treasures from the deep.
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| hard at work |
day two was spent riding bikes to and around seaside (which, oddly enough, is a huge fear of mine). we spent a good chunk of the day reading and overbuying books at sun dog and listening to records upstairs at central square records. we had overpriced hotdogs and delicious snowcones out of airstream trailers in the square. we were wildly out of place, but we had a blast nonetheless.
one of the best parts about the beach in my eyes is the lack of adventure. we spend so much time playing as hard as humanly possible that it was really nice to lay back and have a lazy (albeit 640 miles away from home) weekend. we spent our third day doing just that: sunning and reading. snorkeling and sunburning. snacking and napping. blissful.
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| the happiest |
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| beautiful sunset |
we ate some delicious food, we rested, we laughed with the family (i have the best in-laws ever), we watched pride and prejudice. we dominated you, beach. alas, the time to drive home arrived and we reluctantly left the family and headed back to real life. it was a fun little getaway and we are hoping to get back this summer.
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| bye, beach! |
laid back post for a laid back adventure. building up for a big adventure in the next few days...
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