I get so excited to go on them. And then I'm so excited right when I get there. But then about half way through I already start worrying about going home and worrying that I'm not making the most of it. And worrying about anything on vacation is not in fact "making the most of it," in my opinion.
Granted this was a super short trip to Cabo, but it felt like one minute I was walking into the resort getting into my swimsuit as fast as possible, and the next minute I was already back at the airport on a plane to Chicago. So the vacation was obviously super quick, yet when I got home it felt like I'd been gone for two weeks with everything I had to catch up on.
Like I said, vacations screw with my head. But that doesn't mean I don't love going on them.
And now let's recap more Cabo photos than you probably want to see.
Day 1: Fresh off the plane and ready to get my Mexico on.
Views like this make me wonder why I live in Chicago. I need to get near the coast asap.
Pina coladas on the beach. I should also note here that by the end of the trip between my mom, sister, and myself we had collectively purchased at least 10 new straw hats from the vendors selling them on the beach. Why? We have no idea.
My family is a good time.
I've pretty much just accepted the fact that I'll never be as fun as my parents.
Speaking of fun, I finally tried paddle boarding for the first time. And I loved it! I would do it every day if I could. It counts as a workout, right?
My summer 2015 goal is to get Harlow on a paddle board with me.
And another Cabo sunset photo. It's a good thing I don't live in a place where I can regularly see the sun set, because if I did my Instagram would just be one constant cliche stream of them.
Last day. Looking a little haggard.
Spoiler alert, it's not coffee in my cup. It's Pepto-Bismol. Per the usual, my diet for the last two days of vacation consisted of Pepto, Tums, and Imodium. Gotta love those Mexican stomach "aches."
And one more sunset photo because why not?
Thanks for another great trip, Cabo. See you in November.
Now to tackle Monday... And the last week of January. Spring is getting closer, one chilly Chicago day at a time.