This week we leave for our first week long trip that is not to Aruba in 3 years. We've done long weekends but this is it for the week long trip. Packing for a driveable beach vacation is pretty much a nightmare. Here are a few thoughts I've had this week:
The cost of renting a palapa could be $100 a day and I would prefer that over umbrella shopping for the perfect beach umbrella that I get to drag around and dig a hole for every day while we watch to make sure a wind gust doesn't blow it away. And chairs, I have to set up my own chairs, oh the horror.
I will never again take for granted the towels provided by the resort. They take up so much space and there's no exchange, unless you count changing them from the washer to the dryer.
There are no weight limits on my bags or fees for extras so I have nothing to stop me from packing up my entire summer wardrobe and half of my kitchen. Nor is there anything stopping my husband from packing half of the inventory of a Bass Pro Shops fishing section.
The thought of packing the car is almost as exciting the thought of driving the I-95 corridor on one of the busiest weekends of the year. Instead of duty free shopping and airport bars, we get gas stations and South of the Border.
I hope the sarcasm and joking tone came across in this. I'm really happy to be spending a week with some of our closest friends, but the logistics are stressing me out. So much to do, so much to remember. If only I was born into a wealthy family and could afford to just fly our group to my Happy Place! A girl can dream!