Vacation all I ever wanted
Vacation have to get away
That’s all I can remember from the song by the Go-Go’s (I think it was a hit long ago, like in the ’80s.) That didn’t stop me from humming it constantly last month though, when George and I went up to Duluth/the North Shore for a couple of days last month. We ate, drank, saw family and friends (George is from the Iron Range, graduated from UMD, and worked for now-defunct KDLH for several years after college. And his sister Fran and her family live there.), ate, drank, ate some more, etc.
We stayed at The Lake Breeze Resort, which is located a few miles north of Duluth on Hwy 61. Our cabin was adorable, and reminded me of vacations up north with my mom and dad when I was little. Very cute, very kitschy:
These were all taken at Brighton Beach, right down the road for our “resort.”
Here’s the Lake our first day there:
And the day we left:
George took this one of me:
And this is our self-portrait (a better picture of him than me, as usual–it’s not fair!) :
And best of all, little Fiona welcoming us home:
Actually, this vacation was better than last year, even though we stayed longer then (and at an incredible B&B). Last year my depression was bad enough that I was weepy and preoccupied; this year I had fun.