Cool houses, sun, the beach, good pizza and a nice pool. That's all I ever need. Oh, and a bike. Heaven.
Our cottage was called Summertime. It was actually the second place we stayed. The first place I had booked (all my fault...really it is...I hate making mistakes!) was awful. Well, if you were one of the several teenagers who saw it, then you thought it was AWESOME. It was, by teenager standards. (And I didn't take photos...I don't want to remember it!)
A couple cute bedrooms:
I must pace myself.
And catch up with laundry.