I'm extremely excited. We just booked our hotel on South Beach this weekend. Time to return and visit my homeland. Haven't been there since I was seventeen so it will be nice to see the strip as an adult of legal drinking age. Matt and I have never been out of town together. The hotel we got wasn't badly priced and is on the beach, and we will have a view of the ocean from our room. We are meeting with Holly and Manny and heading out tomorrow evening when Matt is off of work. We can get to the hotel, get ready, go out for drinks! Check out the pool. Whatever we want. Do the same on Sunday, check out is at noon, and then head over to the beach for the day. Holly is going to henna me :) I'm thinking my feet. We are also hitting up a piercing/tattoo shop while we're there and Holly is getting her tongue pierced. I'm very likely getting either a monroe or a madonna done. I've always wanted one of the lip piercings and I think this one will suit me best. What better time to find out than at 23 in South Beach for the weekend?
Is it bad that leaving makes me happier than anything?
Next vacation will be when we can all afford Orlando and Shaunna too (Before she leaves for Canada? Keep me updated!) so we can see HP. Manny hasn't read the books but I feel he should at least be force fed the movies beforehand. And Ben needs to request the time off too.
I love summer.
