"Turn left," she says.
I start turning right.
"Noooo...the other LEFT."
I swing the car around and turn left.
"That's, like, the third time you've done that," she noted, a little bit alarmed.
"Hmm, yeah. Maybe I should've mentioned that I don't know my left and rights," I admitted.
"Yeah, I got that."
And thus our road trip began.
We caught the 5 pm ferry on the rainiest day in months.
By the time we got to the resort it was 8 pm, windy and dark - so we don't have a clue what it looks like out there. We could be situated on top of the town dump for all we know.
But I don't think so.
It's probs very pretty out there. Apparently there's an ocean *right over there... I can hardly wait to see it tomorrow.
Our suite? IS LOVELY:
(This is my room)
And Heather's room:
And the shared living space:
Is anyone under 30 reading this?
Wanna know what a weekend away looks like when you're old?
One of us is in flannel pajamas, knitting.
One of us is wearing as few clothes as is reasonably fair to the other, blogging. (And also downloading apps. Did you know there's an app that will record my erhhhmm, snoring? So, tonight? I'm going to use it. And then I'm going to purchase a device for $9.95 that I just saw on TV for a one month trial. And we'll just see if that solves everything. If yes, then I'm signing up on christianmingle.com AND match.com and find me a husband. Because it's just the snoring that's holding me back.)
We're watching/listening to any documentary on TV. In addition to snoring, we are now more educated on the topics of penguins, U2, Fred Herzog the photographer, and local events.
Yup, it just doesn't get any better than this.
No. Really it doesn't.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. This time, this place. This friend.
2. A slow-ish week at work.
3. Sunshine on the forecast.
4. Large, luxurious soaker tub.
And yes, I am totally joking about the online dating sites.