I just got back from a family vacation to Naples, Italy!
Oh wait, I mean Naples, FL.
Which is less in Europe.
But it’s super pretty with these killer sunsets.
If you go on the old Naples Pier, you can buy very expensive ice cream and then watch it melts at a rate never before witnessed on this planet while your 4 year old throws a tantrum like a madman because he just realized he doesn’t like ice cream, especially not the melt all over your arm kind.
But you might also see this…
Both my parents were on the vacation too and by the way, if you ever really want to irritate my dad, run to the grocery store, buy him Hazelnut coffee instead of regular and also forget to buy his half and half.
Then say something like, “I thought half and half was the same thing as milk.” Then just enjoy the expression on his face. It’s a fun vacation activity.
We did a lot of cool stuff in Naples – like the beach, the water park and the children’s museum. Here’s Rick at the children’s museum doing what every parent wanted to do…
And we even planned one of those alligator airboat tours. At which point, I had the following conversation with my mother…
My mother: “If we are going on an alligator boat tour, I want to be fully lubricated.”
Me: “Mom, you aren’t going to make love to the alligator. I think you meant to say fully hydrated.”
I mean, OMG.
(At this point in this post, I think both my parents are wishing I had just gotten that law degree and skipped becoming a writer.)
Due to storms, we had to skip the Everglades airboat tour, so instead we drank beer and ate fried alligator. Which is delicious and tastes exactly like alligator.
We were vacationing with my sister and her family and of course, needed to take part in a little Naples, Florida nightlife.
(Rick should totally unbutton one more button on that shirt, don’t you think?)
We found this great bar for dancing (and I mean great because there were people older than Rick and me which is my new criteria for a perfect dancing place). We partied our asses off (AKA danced for 25 minutes) until we went home.
And finally it was time to go home for real.
I always hate saying goodbye to my sister and her family. Because they are awesome and I never stop laughing and because it really seems like they should be living right next door.