Vacation - Day Four

I suppose a vacation has its ebbs and flows like any other seven day period.  And if this was the "ebb", it certainly could have been much, much worse.

Rosie was nice enough to let me sleep until nine.  This is an added perk of finishing nearly every night in the pool: not only is she asleep within seconds of hitting the pillow (after her second shower of the day, of course), she will generally sleep much later than her typical schedule.  That's not to say that her waking-up routine is any different, and typically involves jumping on my stomach or poking me in the face.  Both are effective, although I prefer the latter, since my face is far less burnt.

Typical continental breakfast fare, and then off to the pool.  I think we've taken a step from "redundancy" to "repetitiveness".  The only thing that separates this afternoon from the others is what swimsuit she's wearing.  Oh, and today was the day that the hotel decided "eh, nobody really NEEDS towels."  It was in the 90s by noon, so drying off was more of a natural affair, and probably as expeditious as toweling off, anyway.

I ended up checking work e-mail for the first time since Tuesday (I held out as long as I could), and celebrated by taking a long nap.  I realize that recapping today can lead to furious bouts of jealousy, and I'm sorry (also, I'm not sorry).

Dinner was at the Bread Box, the kind of place Dad seeks out to feel like less of a tourist.  It was in an efficiency size shack just in front of a strip mall (turns out TJ Maxx has a "home decor only" store, at least in Virginia).  I had a grilled salmon with roasted potatoes, all covered in a spinach cream sauce...and it was all amazing.  Amazing.

On the way home I dropped off the parents and took Rosie to the Candy Kitchen (another staple of coastal cities everywhere), and she's now the proud owner of a gigantic candy necklace and an equally gigantic lollipop.  Since it was raining we headed to Jody's for popcorn (this is faulty logic, and more of a flimsy excuse to just pick up a bunch of junk food), where they suckered me in.  "You know, if you buy one MORE bag, you get another free!"  OH REALLY?  THAT SOUNDS GOOD TO ME.

Still raining, and Rosie's halfway through three feet of necklace (and semi-upset that I'm not letting her finish the whole thing).  Time to break out the board games, and maybe fall asleep to Archer.  Halfway through season four...and I can say with certainty that Krieger is my favorite character...of any show.

Dearth of pictures.  Sue me.  The average settlement is $6200.

Rosie-assisted selfie.  This doesn't look like me.  Does it?  I guess it has to.

At dinner. Rosie's taking a break from her horribly specific game of I Spy.

CANDY.  CANDYYYYYYY.