For more years than I can recall, my Mom & Dad, Sister Kim & Brett and his parents rent this wonderful 5-bedroom house, located just a few hundred yards from the ocean.

This year, the weather was perfect. For us, it's a much welcome departure from the humidity of South Florida, to enjoy a few days of summer in the Northeast.


Even if it's just sitting around enjoying the weather, the view or the fact that we could spend 45 minutes trying to decide where we'd order dinner from, that night. It's just nice having everyone together for a few days.
Of course, I especially enjoy being around our nephews. As much as they LOVE their Aunt Amanda, Uncle Kevin can still find ways to get their attention. (During the week leading up to their vacation, Brady - my Godson! - asked Kim, "Is Aunt Amanda and 'that other guy' gonna be there, too.?)
Aiden surprised me by knowing how to play chess. He, actually, set up the board and knew how to move all the pieces without any coaching. I don't know too many adults I can say that about. Too bad his attention span isn't enough to play through a match. I was quite impressed, though.

Overall, it's just great to see the things that interest them, how they behave and how much they've grown - each one of them with their own unique personality.
One of the highlights of the trip was getting to play a round of golf with my Dad, Brett and his father.
Dad got to take out his new set of golf clubs for the first time. (They were a birthday gift from Mom, Kim and myself, last month.) Well, don't let anyone tell you that the clubs don't make a difference. He looked like a new man out there, from what I recall from the last few times I played with him. As a matter of fact, despite having played a few more times over the past year than he did, I was only able to finish 2 strokes ahead of him...and I understand he broke 100 after I returned to Florida.
Brett, however, carried the "big stick" on the first day, stealing bragging rights from me, until next year.

With all the activity - including the majority of each day spent on the beach - there was not much time for relaxation. A few minutes, at best. The motto for this getaway weekend should be, "You Can Leave Your Book at Home."
By the last evening, Amanda & I are, usually, exhausted. Too bad for us, though, because the car service to the airport picks us up around 4:15 AM, so that, we can be back in Florida for the workday, Tuesday. Reading the boys a bedtime story is a pretty good note to leave on, though.
Because we have to leave so early, the "goodbye's" are pretty rushed. Maybe that's best, because I know I miss everyone very much, as soon as, we're on our way back home. This year, though, I can look forward to my folks coming down for a weekend the week after Labor Day, and we'll get to see everyone else for Thanksgiving. There's much for us to be thankful for.




Here we enjoyed some terrific food, truly beautiful scenery, another zip-lining excursion, hiking, white water rafting and - as some of you may have heard - a bit of a harrowing ocean kayak experience. In one particularly brave moment, I asked to hold this 110 lb boa constrictor - the first snake I've ever held in my life!
Overall, the trip was quite an adventure. Far more so than our honeymoon in Grand Cayman, although they were equally spectacular. With that in mind, I couldn't recommend Costa Rica to everyone. If you are considering either destination, let us know. I can tell you more about our experience and share some more pictures. (I'm holding some back, to be posted after I've had the chance to share them all with the family in Jersey.)