Well, here I sit in the freezing north. My only saving grace at this point is that in 49 more days, I'll be boarding a flight for Miami at 6:30am and escaping for 4 days of sun, cigars, and martinis in sunny south Florida.
Can't wait to stop by the little liquor store after my arrival to pick up a bottle of Tangueray, some limes and some large olives. Nothing better than christening the new hotel room with your first icy martini of the vacation.
It's even better if you have a balcony to sit on overlooking the sea.
Sitting back, relaxing with a cigar and a martini. Taking relaxation to the ultimate level.
It's what I dream of when I think of a vacation. Cold drinks, Beaches, Cigars.......
Total exclusion from the working world that I leave when I go on a trip.
Counting down the days..........
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I know the feeling. Living just two hours away from South Carolina beaches I count the days when all the moons and stars align so I can drive down to the ocean. With kids, job, and a honey do list that has not stopped growing in 12 years its hard to get away.
I feel your pain beach bum. It's bad enough being single and trying to get away from work to head to the beach. Hang tough. Maybe you can start taking your kids to the beach and instill your love of the tranquil life in them.
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