And...The Beach...

The beach was great -- when is a beach ever not great? OK, maybe when it's Ocean City it's not so great... I do realize though, that our - meaning Cesar's and mine - vacation days are pretty much over. I had exactly one hour to read outside by myself in three days and we went to bed at 10:00 each night b/c even if we tried to keep the TV on muted with the lights out Miss Priss wouldn't lay her pretty head down to sleep. I can see why families put a premium on hotels that have a suite setup with separate living area, and even more so, how nice it is to travel with extended family to have some backup to afford a break. This is not to say that we did not have a blast with the girl. Just that it might have been nice to have the leisure to linger over a few more Mango Margaritas at Mama Kwan's...