As much as I love vacation, I hate the week before. Got my butt kicked this week trying to get everything done. And as Murphy's Law would have it, I had to make an emergency dentist run yesterday. I'm glad I went, I wasn't in pain but I knew something was brewing. Seems I need a root canal. Anyhow, I'm glad it happened here and not in Punta Cana 'cause that's where I'm going in two days baby
There are over 50 of us, an extended family group thing. 35 on one plane, I pity anyone else onboard. I know if I walked to the boarding area and saw all those kids, I'd change flights.
So this morning it's manicure and pedicure, then off to pick up any last minute things I might need, like yet another pair of black sandals
Poolside later today, pack tonight. A day of leisure tomorrow and Monday morning I'm out of here.