Not that I don’t love teaching, but I wish I was going to the beach. We’re talking about going to Mexico in early December, the weather is supposed to be pretty good then. But I want to wake up early, walk in the sand, have an unhealthy breakfast, sleep on the beach, have an unhealthy lunch, sleep until dinner (which will be unhealthy), then drinks at the bar, a twilight walk on the beach and bed.

And maybe some volleyball.

This poor dog is probably out of luck, these days not many beaches allow dogs.

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