Our spring break went from five days in Florida to one afternoon hiking in the Smokies, but I'm OK with that. I was looking forward to sand and water and hot sunshine, but who can complain about this?
A few billion grains of sand or a bright spot of yellow hiding behind a moss-covered boulder?
An amazing seafood fest at an out-of-the-way crab shack,
or Laughing Cow cheese and Goldfish on a rock in the middle of the
Feet soaking in the warm ocean, or feet dipped in ice water?
Give me sunshine, something beautiful, a spacious place, and my family, and I'm good either way.
But if I had to choose forever, I'd choose mountains over beach, always.