After a grueling semester and an overwhelmingly awesome weekend celebration, Ela needed a getaway to a lovely, quiet resort in the San Juans.
Our tiny, tiny cabin — it measured probably only 100 square feet on the inside, but it had a kitchenette, a bathroom, and running water. Ours was the middle one.
Dad and Carmela play outside in front of the restaurant where we ate dinner the first night and breakfast the next morning. It was outrageously expensive, but the food was pretty good, and most of it is caught or grown right on site or nearby on the island. Even though it was chilly, Mom and Dad decided to eat dinner outside the first night so Carmela could crawl around, pick at gravel and try to sneak it into her mouth (not on Mom's watch ...), and explore a tree trunk.
Carmela checks out the scenery during her first ferry boat ride.
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