We're home. We're exhausted. The beach was beautiful, damn near perfect even. So beautiful in fact that we've both determined we want to live closer to the water. I love my home state, but I can't shake the fact that both of us and our dogs feel 100% better when we're nearer to a good body of water. J. has promised to show me the west side of his home state next month and I guess we will start to make our decision after that.
I'll post more photos and stories over on the photolog later in the week. For now though, let me just catch my breath and come to grips with the reality that is post-vacation depression. Although I can say one thing; taking the dogs with us? Best decision ever. I had more fun just watching them have fun. Seriously, if you'd have told me that both my water-fearing beagles would become splashing happy water dogs in a space of a couple days, I'd have laughed in your face. But that is exactly what happened.
