See! I told you you may throw something at me.
This is trip couldn't come at a better time for both of us. My pasty body needs a tan like no other and she needs to get the F outta here since she is going through a rough break-up too. I mean, who wouldn't want me as their vacation friend? I'm super fun, up for anything and can lay out with the best of them for 10+ hours. Don't dare me....
It has been 10 years since we've last gone on a vacation together. 10 years........Seriously, the last time we were on a beach together was when we were 18 and in Myrtle Beach for our high-school spring break. We somehow convinced our parents it was an amazing idea to let five 18-year-olds drive a suburban down to South Carolina for a week.
Our parents were sooooooooooo naive or incredibly trustworthy of us. We stocked that car full of liquor, food and stayed in a condo for a week together. No arrests, just a lot of bad hangovers and a few noise violations.
|some things never change|
|that's me, being creative w/ ketchup and paper towels|
|check out those hotties!|
So........we head to Punta Cana for the week a little older and wiser with nothing to do but lay out, relax, sip mojitos, reminisce on this past year filled with the amazing ups and downs and come back refreshed with glowing tans and a hot new game plan for the next year ahead of us.
Now, pass me another mojito......