I decided to take part in GReads’ feature-tastic Friday question this week!
Ginger asks: “Summer Love: Where’s your ideal place to take a summer vacation & get lost in a book?”
Warning: It’s going to take a few paragraphs before I actually get to answering this question. I’m long-winded, you see.
I know I rarely dish about my daily life here at TCG, so I’ll let you in on a little personal secret — I love vacationing. I love road trips. I love traveling, period. Okay, so that may not come as a surprise to you because honestly who DOESN’T love vacationing. I just wish I could vacation more. I’m a bit of a workaholic (I love my job), and the company I work for is very small so it’s difficult for me to get away for even a day or two.
Last year, Hubs and I took a “real” vacation for the first time since we’d gotten married. It was a special 5 year anniversary trip to Orlando, Florida, and it was the first time we had both been together. I had visited Orlando as a kid, and we went to Universal Studios and had a blast. But as an adult? Way different story.
That, and this happened.
Even more, I got to read FOUR books while I was on vacation. Four. This is unheard of, dear reader, because I’m lucky if I can get a book read in a week.
These are the books I read whilst vacationing last year:
My favorite vacation I’ve taken so far has been to the Dominican Republic, hands-down. If I could go back in a $5,000 heartbeat, I totally would. Food: perfect. Beach: perfect. Hot tub with a hot man in it: BINGO.
As someone who’s lived on land masses surrounded by the Pacific Ocean for 13 years of her life, you’d probably assume I’m an ocean kinda gal. And you’d assume correctly. I love the calming sound of waves, the taste of salty air, and warm sun on my skin (but not TOO much — we Blasians don’t appreciate that much sun.) Going to the beach for vacation will always be my first pick. Which is precisely why I’m looking forward to an upcoming weekend trip to Tampa being piggybacked with a yet-to-be-planned tropical trip for later this fall. I will be turning off my cell phone (after trying not to hyperventilate) and bringing a short stack of wonderful books with me.
Can’t. Freakin. Wait.