We made it to the beach at least for a little while every day. Our hotel was on the beach, which I loved. Dan didn’t really like the hotel, but i’d be completely happy to stay there again, except their gym sucked. That’s ok though, because when I needed a gym, I had a travel pass to the local Gold’s location. YAY for my gym rockin! (I hit it Sun, Mon, and Tues). I hit the beach alone every morning after I worked out, stretched out on the deck, then showered, went back down there for some peace and quiet near the water. SO relaxing. I “slept in” until 5:30 on most days.
Here I am being a dork by myself on the deck on Wednesday morning after i’d run my mid-week long.
Dan and I on the beach the first night.
Dan and I on the beach the last night. Ignore the fact that I was a really odd tan on my stomach. Apparently I blotch in that area. It’s been years since I wore a 2 piece, that’s probably why.
Some AMAZING scenery, especially at sunset.
I’m not going to say that I dislike Texas beaches, but the Florida Panhandle beaches are SO much nicer. I wish Dan had more vacation time, because i’d LOVE to go more than once a year!