In three days I will be on my way to sunshine, waves, and bare-feet. I. Can't. Wait. I'm headed to Hawaii for a little family vacation where I can take a break from job hunting and pretend that its summertime. It would actually feel nicer to be leaving if Pittsburgh weren't so pleasantly mild this winter. I think its snowed about three times.
I'm excited to sit at the beach and read, to walk along the shoreline in bare-feet (seriously, one of my least favorite things about winter? Shoes), to watch the whales from our balcony, and just plain see the sun (from November to March the sun just doesn't exist in the 'burgh).
Some photos from the last time we went: