The beach is beautiful. Really, I love it! But sharing a hotel room with your family kind of sucks.
We have a kitchen in our hotel room, which kind of rocks. It’s tiny and adorable.
And while it feels a little run down, the people are friendly. There are people living in this hotel and I can’t really blame them. It’s like 5 seconds from the beach.
Between the long ride, my dad’s snores, my moms coughs, and Pixels barking, I am wore out. Okay, not really. I’m loving the beach and I don’t want tomorrow to be the last day. Curse you responsible life.
And for one more picture. Pixel still isn’t sure how to take all of this.