I think, other than being able to spend time with my best friends, day 3 of my vacation was the best. Hands down. New Orleans, Louisiana.
Us three girls woke up super early after a long night of planning and slugged our way through getting ready. Clothes had been laid out the night before to save some time, but nothing compares to how long make-up takes to put on – especially mine. It seems like it takes 5 minutes, but from the time I start and the time I look at the end product, an hour, at least, has flown by.
By the time we piled into the car, we were just starting to fully wake up. We were more talkative and knowing we were on our way to go to a destination that each one of us wanted to visit for a long time, put some pep in our steps, but that wouldn’t last long as we were going to be in a car for 3 hours – 3 and ½ according to the GPS. Read the rest of this entry →
Day two of the trip was pretty low-key, but awesome. We went into Pensacola to visit the Gulfarium (Aquarium on the Gulf). You enter and they instantly grab your picture.I don’t think I have ever once gone anywhere and they stopped me to get in line to take a picture. Like damn! Can I actually walk around before you snap a photo? Then you get in line in the gift shop to buy a pass, you finally enter the Aquarium. They got this set up to make instant money – especially if you have small children. You know once kids see merchandise, they don’t even care about anything else, even the reason they are there: seeing animals.
The first thing you see when you walk into the aquarium portion is a big round wall with windows everywhere. This is the dolphin tank. I was one happy camper because I love dolphins. After standing there what seemed like forever getting photos, I gave permission to my two friends that we could move on. Read the rest of this entry →
I came back from my vacation and took a week to gather all my thoughts and photos. My friend Cymantha (pronounced the same as Samantha) started out on 5/29. It was a rough start since I found out that one of my friends’ fathers had passed. I felt heartbroken that I could not be there for him that week, but I did let him know that if he needed anything to text my fiance and I and we would be there for him (obviously my fiance more so than me).
Cym and I got to the airport alright and made our way through TSA. What a joy! Cym always gets patted down. It never fails and this time was no different. Once our carry-ons (the only bags we had) were checked as well as our persons, we made our way to the gate. We flew Delta on the way down. The planes were small, but the staff was friendly.