Wait, did you come here for pictures of children frolicking in the ocean?
I’m so sorry to disappoint you.
You know how when you go on vacation you have this vision of how it’s going to go? Today we sent Neko off on one of those “It Will Probably Change Her Life” experiences, only to have her leave part-way through because she felt awful and come back to the room to take a three hour nap. (She’s fighting a cold.)
Shep threw up at the hostess station of a restaurant this morning, but he said it was because he hadn’t eaten that morning. Then he took a two hour nap. Right at the end of dinner he threw up again, all over the table and floor. Bobby Flay, please accept my apologies.
Glass half full? The door to the washer and dryer in our room, which was supposed to be locked (for the owners of the condo only), was mysteriously open upon our arrival. This means we can clean up pukey clothes without schlepping them down ten floors.
But the view? It sure is pretty.
