Lazy poolside breakfasts with the newspaper crossword.
Morning walks amongst friendly retired exercisers.
Driving with the windows down on Tamiami, country music blaring.
Outdoor Jimmy Buffett tribute concerts.
Fruity drinks every. single. day.
Window shopping at the Lilly Pulitzer boutique.
Soaking up the sun in Tommy Bahama beach chairs.
Unashamedly acting more like our grandparents' age than our own.
Long, long walks along the shoreline, sharing thoughts on life and excitement about the future.
Sneaking into the Ritz Carlton, pretending to be guests...
...and helping ourselves to the most refreshing lemon-lime water we'll ever drink.
The not unpleasant surprise at seeing guys around our age.
The huge aromatic flowers and palm trees as far as the eye could see.
The coconut scent of Hawaiian Tropic sunscreen/tanning oil (guess who used which).
The amazing feeling of showering and dressing up for the evening after a long day in the sun.
Sunkissed skin, freckled arms, rejuvenated spirits.
The best, sunniest week of 2013 thus far. My grandparents graciously hosted Katie and me over our winter break, and pretty much ever since our flight touched down in St. Louis we've been wanting to go back.
For now we'll have to reminisce with pictures.