A Pleasant Fiction

What does one need after a first year of marriage that included putting a condo together, finishing a kitchen renovation, and traveling worldwide and multiple trips to the Northwest (for work and not-so-work)? -- Jamaica. It is a pleasant fiction. The best part is this vacation doesn't involve much thinking or decision-making beyond determining which of the three resort restaurants to select for dinner and how much time to spend on the beach. Missy has described the place as a summer camp for adults -- and indeed in many ways it is. We have opted to avoid the "partying scene" for the more reserved "relaxing scene" -- one that doesn't involve raucous pool volleyball and late night dance parties in the piano bar. Missy did take a private tennis lesson from the resort's "tennis pro" -- part of the all-inclusive package. We decided to play a bit this morning, but with the high heat, we only lasted about a half-hour (see photo). Besides an afternoon of rain when we arrived, and a bit of rain one evening -- the 80 degree weather plus high humidity beats back home for the present -- which CNN tells us is 100 plus high humidity. Washington is rightly reclaiming its reputation as a swamp. Our room has a very effective air conditioner -- which is needed for restful sleeping. The beach water here is like bath water (very similar to Puerto Rico's Vieques), and we so far have avoided major sunburn. Indeed, this is a welcome respite from the toils and triumphs of the past year. I highly recommend it.