Or, it would have been a sign if the red hand were that white walking man instead.
The honeymoon is booked. Beach Blanket Babylon will be ours for a ridiculously luxurious 17 nights. I’ve never had much interest in all-inclusives, despite suffering through a long-lived and unfulfilled desire to go to Mexico. But, I have to say, I am growing increasingly warm to the idea of:
- guarenteed heat
- shopping for a new bathing suit (or three…17 days is a long time)
- slushy drinks, pool-side
- morning yoga
- that hammock on our patio
ps – this picture is a photo we shot in San Francisco. One of my favourites. It’s in North Beach (not a beach).