So, last Monday night, while we were watching TV, I suggested that we check out hotels for the week in Destin. I knew the big rush of spring breakers was behind us and thought we might be able to find a good deal. I was super excited when we found a hotel right across the street from the beach with all the amenities we wanted (for more than half off!).
By the time we got back to the beach on Tuesday (after leaving late and dealing with car issues upon arrival), the sun was already setting. I was determined to feel the sand between my toes, so Joel and I took a little sunset walk along the shore and dipped our feet into the water. It was so worth the drive!
The next day, we bought some beach chairs and more sunscreen (for me... not that it helped) and staked out our spots in the sand. I was definitely right about the spring breakers being gone because it felt like we were on a private beach. We never had to deal with crowds or drunk college kids. And the weather was my definition of perfect. There was enough of a breeze that you didn't really get hot while you were laying in the sun, but it was still warm enough that we did get in the water a few times (the water was a little cold, but we survived).
Speaking of the water, we were actually warned to get out of the water by a lifeguard one day. Apparently, there was an 8.5 ft bull shark about 20 feet away and headed right for us. He said the shark has been sick, which is usually when they come close to shore, and he was alarmed when he saw the shark swimming in circles around a little girl who had no idea he was there. Yikes!
On Thursday, we didn't see any sharks, but I did see a dolphin while relaxing on the beach, and while we were swimming later, we found ourselves in the middle of a school of jumping fish. It was pretty awesome to have dozens of fish jumping all around us!
By Friday morning, my sunburn was probably at its maximum. In fact, I think my nose was already starting to peel, so we opted not to go back to the beach again before driving home. It was the right decision for my skin, but my soul (or maybe my Inner Goddess?) wouldn't have minded another day in the sand.
So, Mr. Verizon Man was right. Destin was a perfect destination for our mini beach vacation. Joel is convinced we need to buy a house there so we can rent it out (and stay there whenever we want, of course). Wouldn't it be nice?!