So it looks like we will be able to go on a vacation before the baby arrives, barring any unforseen circumstances. This is an incredibly exciting development for which I am eternally grateful. We’ve booked it for mid-April (once we determined which week we weren’t having company.)
So yeah – we’re heading to Arizona to hang out in a resort in the desert – because I’ve never been to the desert, and it seems cool to go from rainforest to desert in a single day.
The eco-obsessed person in me is unhappy about the whole ‘flying to the resort, staying in a resort’ un-eco-ness of it all, but the part of me that desperately wants one last vacation before Ultra Magnus makes an appearance is overruling things. And so, although I won’t be able to bike, and I won’t be able to go horseback riding, and I won’t be able to hike strenuous things, we are going to Arizona, and it will be awesome.