Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!
Let’s have an adventure on a secret beach. Okay, maybe it’s not a secret, I mean there’s a restaurant 2 steps away and someone else motored us to it, but no one else is here, so it feels secret! Let’s bake under the sun and float in the clear, turquoise water. When all of that gets too exhausting, we can unwind in the shade with a carafe of white wine and eat an amazing fish lunch.
Let’s pretend this day isn’t going to end. We’ll sit and appreciate the breeze coming off the sea, the smell of pine trees and rosemary bushes. We’ll admire sailboats in the distance and hunt for the smoothest, whitest pebbles.
But, sadly, the sun sets, perfect days always come to a close, and vacations have to end. We’ll do what can though to bring the vacation feeling home. I’ll look at the pictures and think about the clear water, the perfumed air, and, of course, I’ll remember the food. I mean, come on, it’s me.