Saturday, April 5, 2008
Going Waldo on you.
It only looks exotic. CAPE SAN BLAS, FLORIDA.
About a six hour drive, in which I plan on catching up on some sleep as I plug my massage mat into the SUV cig holder, set up the kids with movies and snacks and hand my hubby the GPS.
I wanted to be able to have the whole novel rewrite done for a last read through but am about 20 pages shy as of 5 AM. Maybe if they all sleep in, I really can finish before we go.
The Macbook travels well, wi-fi at the destination. Spa, off shore fishing, snorkeling and horseback riding all booked. Got me a case of beer, a bottle of spiced rum and some dramamine. All electronics primed and ready to go.
But I'll miss my house and the one bad hipped dog who can't handle the exercise.