Bahamas

For some reason, the Bahamas is one of those places that even as a child I could close my eyes and envision. I saw white, sandy beaches. Warm, crystal clear water. Palm trees and a calm ocean breeze. I have no idea where I got this idea, whether there was a particular movie or just a piece of our general cultural lexicon. Whatever the source of that expectation, it was absolutely accurate:

The trip was much needed, much deserved (at least for my wife), and much enjoyed. We slept in, we swam in the ocean, we ate way too much, and we read by the pool sipping Kalik and mudslides. We were sorry to go.