We headed to Santa Rosa Beach in Florida for Spring Break. Mom joined us but Papa had some things to get done around the house. Justin was able to go with us down there but had to fly home early for work so I drove us home. That was the longest trip I had ever driven to date... I think it was about a 13 hour drive. It was smooth sailing until we hit 635 in Dallas and then my butt puckered.
We rented a house and we chose it for location, pool, bikes and golf cart. When we arrived the code would not only not let us in the gate but then the house code would not work. We finally got that squared away and then noticed the golf cart was not there and the bikes had flat tires.
Nic talked to the management company and they would have one to us by Wednesday... ummmm it is Sunday and we leave Friday morning. They brought us a golf cart and then the oil was spewing out so we ended up renting one ourselves.
list of crazy things that happened.
Golf Cart
Bike with flats
Were not able to use the fire pit
No hand soap anywhere but one bathroom down stairs.
The air on the third floor got to EIGHTY EIGHT degrees one night. I could not figure out why I was so hot and then saw the thermostat. That was the night Justin was still there. After he left Brooke said she was taking Uncle Justin's spot... well, it cranked up to 88 that night too. I got ZERO sleep and that was the night before we had a 13 hour drive.
The weather was beautiful... very chilly to get in the water though, at least for the parents. The kids braved it a few times. We still had fun and will always remember this trip!