Dear Journal: Boo. It’s time to go :(
I just went to the beach to grab some sand and was going to sit on the steps to write from there, but holy crap it’s hot. Plus I look like a freak wearing jeans, a long-sleeved shirt and sneakers for the trip back (because it could very well be snowing in NYC right now).
Argh, I don’t want to go back. It’s so beautiful here. A part of me feels like time flew, but the majority feels like I did a lot – I’m tired! (From relaxing?? Leave it to me…)
I can’t believe I never got into the water. I need to learn how to swim before I come back here so I can take full advantage of the place without that fear of drowning.
Ok, I guess I should head back upstairs so I can check out and wait for my ride to the airport.
Goodbye gorgeous beach and funny waves, beautiful room and wonderful service. I’ll be back again someday. Until then I’ll have a tiny piece of you.
I just went to the beach to grab some sand and was going to sit on the steps to write from there, but holy crap it’s hot. Plus I look like a freak wearing jeans, a long-sleeved shirt and sneakers for the trip back (because it could very well be snowing in NYC right now).
Argh, I don’t want to go back. It’s so beautiful here. A part of me feels like time flew, but the majority feels like I did a lot – I’m tired! (From relaxing?? Leave it to me…)
I can’t believe I never got into the water. I need to learn how to swim before I come back here so I can take full advantage of the place without that fear of drowning.
Ok, I guess I should head back upstairs so I can check out and wait for my ride to the airport.
Goodbye gorgeous beach and funny waves, beautiful room and wonderful service. I’ll be back again someday. Until then I’ll have a tiny piece of you.
