Ok, so Amsterdam is out.
I can’t really explain why, except that it just didn’t feel right. I never thought I’d be this person, but I decided a smaller more local and much more cost-effective vacation would be in order this year.
My traveling buddy wasn’t thrilled, but then we remembered that, on the way back up from the Wedding From Hell in the Outerbanks last year, we spent a few hours on this adroable island on the coast of Virginia and promised ourselves we’d come back for a week sometime.
Well… that’s going to be this June. We’ve reserved the cottage and we’ll be driving her car down, so it’ll be probably the least expensive trip we’ve ever gone on together. There’s going to be lots of beach time, and roaming around our beautiful little Chincoteague Island.
Not the grand European tour we were envisioning, but it just feels right to be doing something more low-key this year. I relax a little bit every time I think about it.
Now it’s just a matter of picking out the right bathing suit!