Vacations

I used to go on vacation once a month. Sometimes one city over, sometimes on the other side of the world. Regardless of where it was, it was my favorite thing to pack special items into my favorite suitcase covered in old travel tags, and get away. That routine has slowly faded away over time, understandably. I mean, it takes a lot of dough to be able to go on that many vacations year after year. Dough that I don't have. So I've started becoming creative with my travel plans. Having a "staycation" where I hole up in my apt. pretend I'm on vacation , eat all asian food, watch old fung fu movies. Or eat Italian and watch romantic Lady and The Tramp type flicks. Lucky for me I have been able to get out of town the last 7 consecutive weekends. This weekend I will be out of town, but staying in my own bed. (massage workshop about an hour away near the beach). This past weekend I went to Manhattan beach with Christon and his friends. Where I BARELY could keep up with their drunken antics. I tried my best at least. I was back at the hotel by 1230 in bed watching movies listening to the waves crashing. Even though I couldnt hang with the big boys at the bar, I was just as happy in the hotel. It was still vacation for me! Time to start planning next weekend........I have a few places in mind.......