This time of year always finds me itching for an escape. The short winter days have dulled my senses and darkened my mood. The sensible resolutions I’ve made (i.e.,clean out the closets, eat healthy foods, structure my spending) have made the start of the year all work— and no fun. The weather is warming just enough to make me ache for long sunny days and warm ocean breezes.
Spring break vacations, in my early years, meant cross-country trips with my girlfriends, flopping on friends’ floors and renting manual-transmission cars to save money and maximize time spent on the beach. As I built my career and my bank account, those girls-only destinations became progressively more exotic and our drinks frostier.
Over the years our partners began joining us in our escapades, applying our sunscreen and then teeing off on the golf course while we got mani-pedis. When I married and had children, the travel remained but the focus shifted. The palm trees swayed above us in crowded theme parks and the warm breezes of the ocean blew sand onto the kids’ sippy cups. …To read the rest of this article, log in to your account and download the March 2017 issue. Don’t have an account? Click here to subscribe.