While Mackenzie and I were coming back from the Hamptons, we scheduled a trip to Nantucket. As in, Mackenzie made me block off the dates in my Google calendar because… well… I’m notorious for not actually taking vacations. Mackenzie, Emily, Amy, and Fred (+ his interns) were all part of of the gang. (Oh and Mackenzie’s younger brothers whom I now love.)
The trip was amazing.
Getting there took 26 hours (more on that later) and included just about every form of transportation possible: cabs, planes, shuttles, buses, and ferries. (Mackenzie took the train from Connecticut that morning so we even have that covered.)
Regardless of how we got there, once we did we had plenty of girl time, plenty of relaxing, and plenty of fun. Maybe even a little bit too much fun.
I spent so much time growing up by the water and on the water as a coxswain. I definitely took it for granted. There is something absolutely rejuvenating about the water and my little city body needs more of it. New goal in life? Have a beach or lake house.
Well… I can officially cross skinny-dipping off my bucket list. Shhh.
On Tuesday night, Mackenzie chartered a sailboat. We stocked up on fruit, cheese, and champagne… oh, and stripes.
Some of Fred’s interns plus me– I’m second from the left. Amy took this picture and it just cracks me up. So many stripes, so little time.
I’m so thankful for my friendship with everyone. Especially Mackenzie. It’s crazy to think that we became friends through blogging (thank you blogging universe). And she introduced me to her cousin Emily and Amy! Living in the city is just so much better with great friends.
We went out on the sailboat at 5:30 and it was the perfect time for the sun. Beautiful!
Invasion. Totally felt like Gasparilla (shout out for my Tampa readers).
Mackenzie’s brother! Give him a call.
On Wednesday, we were sadly returning to the city in the afternoon. But we spent the morning with Mackenzie’s grandmother (a total sweetheart) and exploring ‘Sconset.
Then we squeezed in a few extra hours of beach and ocean time (and some more skinny-dipping) before going to the airport. Note, we went straight from the beach to the airport… with sandy shoes, soaking hair, and wet swimsuits.
Have you ever been on a trip with your friends? Did you have a blast too?