The trouble with having Rico and I in the same family, is that we both always try to get the most out of life. We want to see more, do more, taste more, feel more. We stay out late, try some of everything, and will do almost anything once. We are always trying to live a juicier life.
So when our friends say that the thought of vacationing with us is exhausting, they are absolutely, completely correct. Which is one of the reasons I did not have time to update about our grand adventures (well that, and we forgot the laptop charger). But have no fear, we'll be back soon with plenty of tales, including:
Butterbeer, broken knees, an escaped snake, a dance assassin, a baby who stays up all night, Mummy Rides, God's swimming pool, shooting aliens, how some things never get old, and how good it feels to be together.
But for now, it is 7:30 on a Monday night and everyone is in bed (except for me - and I should be).