For Labor Day weekend, RTT and I headed to Nantucket (a benefit of living in boring Boston is its proximity to lovely east-coastal weekend getaways) joining my fabulous l'il sister and some friends.
The four days were filled with nothing. Literally. It was amazing. We ate excessively, drank copiously (as an "adult" it's embarassing to admit that we organized several games of flip-cup and hands-free flip-cup) and lounged extensively at the beach and on the deck(s) of our fantastical vacation rental.
Croquet in the garden, girls against boys Scene-It, bike rides to the beach, crab walks for the losers, The Ropewalk, lighthouses, sunsets and outdoor showers...I know I am not alone when I heartily exclaim that I can't wait to go back next year!
More pics at Ofoto.