The last weekend before school started found us without any children, and Jason had a work conference fortuitously scheduled for Thursday and Friday at the Sandestin Golf and Beach Resort, specifically at the Grand Sandestin. I drove over after work on Thursday, and we stayed until Sunday morning.
It was purdy.
The hotel also had several cats-in-residence:
And was located right next to the Village of Baytowne Wharf, a cute (but disturbingly pristine) shopping/dining/entertainment center:
Friday morning Jason had conference-related activities, so I was on my own. After breakfast I wandered around the village, visited the public pier, headed to the beach for a bit, and grabbed some lunch at a taco shack:
That’s about when it started pouring rain. So Friday afternoon we did some damage at the outlet mall and then had dinner with some people from Jason’s firm:
Saturday morning we had huevos con chorizo at the Donut Hole, a great local breakfast place, before borrowing a couple of resort bikes and heading to the beach, where the sand or the sea removed one toenail’s worth of pedicure with surgical precision:
After lunch at an oyster bar, we visited several local antique stores, where we met the jauntiest lion ever created:
He was FABULOUS. And if he hadn’t cost more than my car, he would be in my front yard right now.
At Smith’s Antique Mall we found something equally fabulous and priced to sell:
Internet, meet our foo dogs, Stan and Barbara.
Saturday night we drove out 30A through Seaside (one of the first master-planned communities of New Urbanism), and then had dinner at The Red Bar in Grayton Beach. After dinner we stopped to watch a thunderstorm roll in over the Gulf.
It was a perfect vacation. It was so nice to reconnect and refresh right before the start of school (and being on the most beautiful beach in Florida doesn’t hurt, either). I always have a wonderful time with Jason, but being away from the distractions of home makes me appreciate him all over again.