Vacation Scrapbook

Okay before this turns into a boring travel slide show, I'll stop.

Right after these shots...

Every afternoon Max drew a line in the sand and when the surf got to the line Karen and I moved our towels up shore just a bit. Thanks Max ;)

I just love a guy in madras plaid shorts and a linen shirt. swoon

Karen with her white grape juice and me with a club soda and limes...

The boys got some father-son time with "life lessons" aka free advice.

I still love to send postcards and found some pretty ones in our hotel gift shop.

Since Braden is a senior this was his last family vacation.

I think we made enough memories to last a lifetime.

Breakfast on the patio was always delicious. I miss it.

Hubby drove the Ford Flex and we were never lost. Or at least if we were we didn't know it.

At about 4 o'clock in the afternoon the light on the beach changes.

And it's pretty, real pretty.

Our last dinner at House Without a Key. It's our favorite spot for dinner and we got our favorite table both nights we ate there. I had the coconut cake both nights and thought about getting one to go before we left for the airport.

Robert Louis Stevenson wrote at House Without a Key under the big tree behind us. Just a little trivia for those of you that played the old game, Authors.

Aloha