Slowly easing back into reality after a week's vacation at the beach. Highlights included several outrageously delicious meals (grass-fed beef steaks, grilled veggies, gumbo, steak tartare, paella, shrimp tacos . . .), a handful of solid runs, some major beach naps, dogs in costumes (not sure I'll be living that one down for a while) and a rotating cast of characters throughout the week with whom to enjoy it all. Other "highlights" include getting hot tub hickeys (not as exciting as they sound) and walking slogging to the Sunken Forest only to arrive just in time for mosquito feeding hour. What started out as a pleasant adventure turned into a 5 hour expedition -- by the time we arrived, we were in such a rush to get through it, both to make it back to civilization before the sun went down and because we were quickly turning into a mosquito buffet. I didn't even bother to slow down to take real pictures, as illustrated above. A special shout out to those who had martinis and dinner waiting for us when we got home. Another goes to Beth, who finally made it out to the beach after all these years, to Sara and Arlan, for making the most out of their day trip, despite the weather, to Jenn D., Emilia, Lauren and Frank, for being there to keep me company during my midweek stint, to John B., of course, and to everyone who helped me with my true Spanish-style dinner on Saturday night (we finally sat down for the main course at 11:00). And, as always, to everyone who made me laugh until my abs were sore. The pictures from the week (not that many, considering how long I was there) are here.