That's why long before he + I ever met, he traveled every November to the Virgin Islands. Now that he has met me, I get to tag along.
Because this year we've taken more trips than we normally do, I argued that we should forgo the walking on sand for a few days, and instead, put our money towards replacing the nasty, tattered, old carpet in our house with hardwood floors...that we could walk on ALL of our days.
I lost this argument.
So...flights were booked, and plans were made for us to make our annual escape down island.
This weekend we got the call that our resort, which usually looks like this...
...thanks to a mighty tropical storm, now looks like
photo credit: St John Tradewinds
Guess who didn't buy travel insurance?