I've got the vacation bug. Thanks Pinterest.
If budget allowed, I'd totally pull a Yes Man and run to the airport to buy the first ticket out. (Which, from NOLA, would almost certainly be Atlanta. So...maybe the second ticket out?)
Maybe my surprise ticket would take me here...
Gondolas! Yes. Perfect. I know Venice is supposed to be an overpriced tourist trap that is overcrowded and stinks like pee. But whatever! Let's do it.
Or this? I think I could be about it. I mean..I guess don't really know what it is. Some sort of little modern caveman resort hut complex? Super. I'm in. Leaving tomorrowww!
Or this bench. It's in France. So, that right there should be enough. Look how perfect it is. I just want to go sit on it. I bet wonderful things happen when people are sitting on that bench.
I'd also be quite content to wander around the English countryside and pretend I'm Elizabeth Swan do some exploring. I'm very fond of walking.
Sometimes I get caught up in the everywhere-but-here excitement of vacation dreams,
and I forget that this
and this
and this
is right in my backyard.
And as you can see from that last photo, we have a pretty good time in Wal-Mart, so...we're gonna be just fine.
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