Two years ago we went to Puerto Rico before we went home for Christmas. The first day I sat in bed and finished my statistics final exam, while Matt took a long afternoon nap. The rest of the week was fabulous.
Traveling right before Christmas was great. We flew from Boston to San Juan to Detroit and then back to Boston. Going right after Christmas would be even better.
A beach vacation would come in handy right now. I'm sure I'm not the only one.
Santa? The Three Kings? Is that what you're bringing me?