I don’t know about you, but I can’t believe that summer is coming to an end. It seriously flew by! Part of me is sad that it’s almost over, and the part of me is excited because that means that fall is almost here. Fall is my favorite time of the year! Cozy sweaters, bonfires, pumpkin flavored everything, and Halloween…. what’s not to love?!
We went to St. Lucia for our summer vacation this year. The days leading up to vacation are very stressful for me. There always seems to be a lot of last-minute tasks that need to be done before we travel, and I constantly worry that something will be forgotten.
The day before we left for St. Lucia there was a list of things that needed done, so my husband was going to take care of them since he took an extra day off of work. If you know my husband then you know why I was worried he wouldn’t be able to finish the list. That same day, my husband mentioned to me that he wanted to stop by the library to get some books to read on the plane. I told him I didn’t think that was a good idea since there were other (more important) things that needed to get done.
When I got home that night, I noticed that he did not take my advice and went to the library anyway. I wouldn’t have had a problem with that if he had finished everything on the list. But do you think that was the case? Nope!
I was so annoyed that I decided to hide the library books from him. Yes, of course I know that was childish. I stand by my decision!
Oh, and don’t worry, he ended up packing a book from home instead. That’s actually what I suggested he do instead of going to the library in the first place.
St. Lucia was beyond gorgeous. The beaches and the water were beautiful. The weather was nearly perfect, too. It rained a little, but the majority of the time it was warm and sunny.
The most memorable thing we did was hike to the top of Gros Piton. Gros Piton is the second highest peak in St. Lucia at just under 2,500 feet. The hike took us about four hours roundtrip. It rained on us nearly the whole trip back down the mountain, which made it incredibly dangerous. My heart was pounding so hard the whole time because one wrong step would’ve sent us tumbling down the side of the mountain.
We were covered in sweat, mud, and rain by the time we finished. My legs were so sore that it was difficult for me to walk the next several days. Getting in and out of my car, and even going up and down stairs was nearly impossible. Despite all of this, the hike was worth it!
Oh, I forgot to mention earlier— we received a letter in the mail from the library last week. The books that I hid from my husband were majorly past due, and we owed $70 for them. Oops! We returned the books the very next day, and all is good now.