What I learned on my summer vacation

Going away for 4 nights with St. Joel and without 

Numbers 1-4 is both a luxury and a necessity.

It doesn't take long to embrace another country's custom of enjoying frozen cocktails regardless of the hour.

Lots and lots of people are paying whatever the airlines are charging to go lots and lots of places. Even if you have to take your shoes off and get felt up by our government's finest.

Four nights of long, luxurious sleep can completely erase dark under-eye circles. (And one night of a restless, 

Mommy-missing 3 year old brings them right back.)

An "Ocean View" room might also include a view of a roof filled with air conditioning ductwork. (And if you hold your camera high enough, you won't see it.)

St. Joel and I are actually quite adept at doing absolutely nothing for hours at a time.

Dude, just because you can, doesn't mean you should.

Making new friends can be a helluva lot fun.

There is a distinct possibility that St. Joel and I are the only two people left on the planet without tattoos.

Another day, another story,

Em