Turks & Caicos

I'm sitting by the fire right now, fighting a cold, texting with Jon (he's at the store and has apparently instituted a new system of texting me photos of the items on his list so I can approve or disapprove), enjoying my Christmas tree, waiting for football to start, and watching some light snow fall outside. While I wouldn't trade this (except for the cold - I'd be happy to get rid of that), it's vastly different from where we were just over a week ago.

If the snowy weather isn't your thing, I highly recommend you get yourself on a plane and head to Turks & Caicos. There isn't much to tell about our vacation - we did what everyone does at the beach. We ate great food (I'm hoping to write about the food in a separate post), we relaxed by the pool, we got sandy at the beach, we snorkeled, we read books, we played games, we woke up with the sun rise, we fell asleep before 10, we took naps, we explored, we drove on the left side of the road (and survived!), we lost a wallet (Dad), we found a wallet, we laughed, we had a great time. The weather was pretty perfect (we just had 1 rainy day), the island wasn't crowded, and the house we rented was fantastic.

It was so good, we ate here twice. 

Checking out baby conch at the conch farm. 

Aaron insisted on this photo. 

Out first night in Turks.

A little geography lesson - we stayed on the most populate island on the far left - Providenciales.

Mom & Dad at Taylor Bay. 

Our ride for the day.

Conch!

Are we going to eat that?

Sharks!

Half-finished and abandoned Mandarin Oriental...something about a ponzi scheme.

Yum Yum!

True love. 

Rum punch!

Now this is a meal with a view. 

Outtake.

Happy Birthday, Dad!