Vacation is...
Breathing the smell of flowers within walking distance of your door...
Sitting by a pool in the desert, sipping iced tea, with nowhere to be, nothing to do except question the appeal of these kitschy columns...
Rewatching the Bill Cunningham documentary on Hulu, just because you can...
Taking your new bike to the beach and not watching the clock...
Practicing your Spanish, once so natural and intuitive, now rusty and scabbed over with age...
All this, knowing it will disappear tomorrow. The fleeting nature makes it more sweet.
Update: Thanks to your advice, I've decided to ditch my plans for Central Europe and head to Andalucia instead. From there, it's Barcelona, then Portugal. Wi-fi willing, I'll post some of the tastier parts of my trip.
