Day 14 (Thursday): Our last full day we reserved for doing nothing, which is super wise, as we are wiped out from playing. We have left it all on the field, coach.
I set my own goal for today: not to remove my swim suit all day. I make it to happy hour before I consent to put on a skirt and my formal flip-flops for a trip to our favorite BBQ joint for dinner.
We agree that a full two weeks is the best amount of vacation. Ten days is just enough to make you cry when it is time to come home. Three weeks just messes up your real life. Two weeks is just right. We have booked our exit row seats for tomorrow. See you in Vancouver.
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