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First (of many) Vacation

So... you get to that point in your relationship where you decide it would be fun to take a trip. 

My boyfriend and I had already done quick overnight stays at places and hotels but they were for family functions, not r & r.  So I was excited when he suggested we do something the first weekend he was back from a 3 month work trip.

I let him do all the planning of where and what, but I of course took over the planning of the to-go places at our destination, because that's who I am and that's how we work. 

Some things I learned, and things we did that made it an amazing and perfect trip--

  • Found a blog that had 100 questions to ask your significant other on a road trip---cheesy? Maybe. Amazing time passer? Absolutely.  We talk all the time and know a lot about each other, but the questions this particular blog asked were really fun and not only made us come up with answers but the answers led to childhood memories to share with each other, dreams, inside jokes, and new information that we didn't necessarily already know.  It was amazing!

  • Shared the music time.  My boyfriend and I have extremely different tastes in music which can sometimes be annoying, but we make it work. We split the music time up and showed each other our favorite songs (thank you Apple Music for allowing our music library to be so vast) but with our 100 questions list we didn't even really have time for a ton of music anyway!

  • Be in tune on how the other is feeling.  Luckily for me, my boyfriend is super easy going and chill.  He does not care where we go or what we do, which can be annoying but 99% of the time I love it because we can go do so many different things and he is happy to do it.  But I constantly check in and see if he is feeling up to what we are doing and usually it's a go, but being in tune is important.

  • Don't make stone plans.  We went to Vegas, a place neither of us really cared to have a set agenda for the weekend.  Making stone plans may be necessary for some destinations but for Vegas I only knew of a few things I NEEDED to do: a fabulous buffet breakfast with bottomless mimosas, walk the strip with a drink in hand, because Vegas, and go to the Titanic Exhibit (Titanic obsession here) so everything surrounding those things was wide open.  This made for a very relaxed agenda.  It gave time for a nap, sleeping in, walking around, finding an Irish Pub, attending a very random musical comedy parody of The Evil Dead, and just taking it as it came.  It also allowed for a lot of just being us in our own little world instead of worrying about where we needed to be at a certain time we were just us.

I hate to be that annoying bearer of cheesy, relationship news, but this trip was perfect.  We even extended it to LATE Saturday night instead of Saturday afternoon, to go to a concert that we stumbled upon out of nowhere that happened to be his FAVORITE band of all time that he hadn't seen live.  While neither of us are huge concert go-ers and we were probably the oldest people in the room (at 30 and 32 that's saying a LOT) we had SUCH a fun time and again, with no agenda it was a spontaneous, adventurous night and I danced my ass off and enjoyed SEVERAL beers.  Our drive home didn't even break the vacation streak even though we got home at 5AM and were exhausted and borderline cranky.  Seriously...it couldn't have gone better.

Success.  Who knew!?


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