Vacation

It's a little scary when you book a vacation of this magnitude completely online.  At one point before our departure, we did talk to an actual person who confirmed everything for us, but even then, without any physical evidence it can be a little nerve-wracking.

Last week, I left off after having said goodbye to Amos and heading to Kansas City to stay with my sister and her husband the night before leaving.  After Audrey dropped us off at the airport, we were left hoping we actually be flying out later that day.  As it turns out, we entered our confirmation number, scanned our passports and collected 4 tickets that would land us in Cancun, Mexico.  The two flights were uneventful as we cheesily shared earphones in order to listen to Catching Fire together. We were further relieved to find a man, waiting outside the Cancun airport, at 9:00 pm, waiting to transport us to our resort.  We had made it and the relaxing could finally begin.

Even though rain had been forecasted for everyday of our trip, we were met with blue skies and warm temperatures.  Our first morning was spent on the beach.  It took a little trial and error to find the "perfect" spot.  It didn't take long for us to realize that we are not cut out to soak up the rays in direct sunlight on the beach.  We were in heaven, under a palm tree, in almost complete shade.  However, not wanting to come back tan-less, we endured short bursts of time in the sun as the week went on.

Wrong spot.

Right Spot!

The goal of the vacation was complete rest and relaxation.  We didn't go on any crazing excursions, and actually never left our resort.  We spent a lot of time reading, which turned into a book reading contest and those of you who know us well, probably know who won.

Another chunk of time was spent eating. They sure do feed you well, a little too well.  Big breakfast, light lunch, big dinner turned into our motto.  We tried it all - Brazilian, Mediterranean, Japanese, and of course, Mexican.  Our big splurge was a massage for two.  It was wonderful.

Once the sun went down, we spent our evenings walking on the beach, talking over ice cream and coffee, or checking out the nightly entertainment.  This turned into one of our favorite parts of the day.

The time was good, but as the week progressed, we (especially me) were getting more and more ready to see our little guy we left at Grandma and Grandpa's.  We said that it was the perfect amount of time, we enjoyed our stay, but were not sad to go.

Below are a few more from our trip:

These guys were everywhere!!!

On Tuesday, we were picked up at the airport at 11:30 pm by my sister and her husband (thanks again)!  It was too late to make it to Lebanon, so we settled for spending the night and leaving early the next morning to get to our little man.  I was anxious to see Amos the whole way there.  Good thing we had The Mocking Jay to keep us distracted.

Of course he was sleeping when we arrived, but were soon able to go see him as he woke up.  Peering into his pac-n-play with the biggest smiles on our faces, I'm sure we scared him to death.  He didn't know what to think of us for most of the day.  It was definitely one of those times when I wished I could know what was going on in his little head.  By the ride home though, I could tell he was glad to see us.  He just stared at me from his car seat, as I stroked his hair, and then he eventually fell asleep.

We are so thankful for the gifts that God provided in allowing us to get away and spend time with each other and with the Lord.  We are also blessed with friends and family who helped make it all happen.

We are definitely coming home refreshed, and glad to be here.