Ben and I spent a long Labor Day weekend in Destin, Florida with the Liggetts.

We got up bright and early on Thursday morning to catch our 5:30 am flight, had a brief layover in Atlanta where we met up with Jeanne, and then caught our flight to Panama City.



As soon as we got to Destin and out of our rental car, we hit the beach.

The sun felt great, the water felt every better, and as you can see in the pictures, there was hardly anyone else out there!

We had a feeling that the beaches would fill up more over the weekend, but it really wasn't nearly as crowded as we thought it was be. It probably helped that we stayed in a condo as opposed to a hotel though. The areas located directly in front of the hotels were covered in umbrellas and people, but the beach located directly behind our condo was a lot more private.
Our particular unit was the second one to the left in the picture below -- #19. It was right on the beach, had a deck on all three floors, and was HUGE -- 3 bedrooms, 3.5 bathrooms, 2 living areas, 2 kitchens, and a laundry room!

Unfortunately, I only got one picture of the inside -- looking out the living room window and into the ocean, but to be honest, we didn't really spend that much time inside. There were too many other things to do!

Most days, we just hung out on the beach, and Jeanne floated in her "princess float".





I just happened to snap this picture right as Kyle kicked a fish, freaked out, and was running back to shore. Ben called it her "reverse Baywatch" run.

We rode scooters all over Destin and dreamed of living in one of the huge homes on the bay.

A closeup of our beautiful windblown hair.

We rented a kayak for a couple of days and went out to the second sand bar where the water was so clear that we could see all the way to the bottom. We also did a little bit of snorkeling out there. Kyle dove down and got a sand dollar off the bottom, and not long after I got in, I saw a baby shark. Needless to say, that was the end of snorkeling that far out.

My one-of-a-kind mother-in-law.

She fed the seagulls...


... did yoga (although, in all honesty, it looked nothing like yoga to me)...

... dug huge holes...

...and buried herself in them.

I'm pretty sure that she'd agree that "relaxing" just isn't her thing. :)

We sat out on the back deck in the evenings and enjoyed our beautiful view.



We went to Walmart almost every night to buy whatever we forgot during our previous trip.

We never saw any oil, but there were a couple of days that the beach was covered in sea hares (sea slugs) that had washed up and then died. People that had lived in Destin for years and years had never seen anything like it and talked about how they thought it was a result of the chemicals that BP had dumped in the water to disperse the oil.

We went on a snorkeling tour that took us out to the very tip of the opening between Choctawhatchee Bay and the Gulf of Mexico.



We had lunch at Fudpucker's and saw the live alligators.


We all agreed that the fact that there was a guy in the dirty water with the alligators was a whole lot scarier than the actual alligators themselves.


We went on walks along the beach in the afternoons and at night with a flashlight.



Tony drove in from Atlanta on Sunday, and we all went out to dinner to celebrate Kyle and Steve's 30th wedding anniversary.


Jeanne secretly told the waiter that it was their anniversary, so after our dinner, he surprised them with champagne.

Afterwards, we went out on the back deck to feed the remainder of the hushpuppies to the fish just as a fireworks show was starting across the bay. Jeanne said that she had to pay extra for that. :)



A family picture.


We ate lots and LOTS of wonderful seafood. Some of us (ahem...Kyle) had either a steak or a burger every time that we went out to eat, but I took advantage of being so close to the gulf. I had grilled mahi-mahi, fried crab claws, deviled crab, snow crab, squashed crab soup, oysters rockefeller, red snapper with lumb crab meat, peel and eat shrimp, seafood gumbo, tuna dip, and stuffed shrimp. It was heaven...


Tony had surgery on his ACL a few weeks ago, so we decided to put his huge sling to use.

On Tuesday morning, we made one last trip to the Waffle House for breakfast, said goodbye to the beach, and then drove back to Panama City to catch our flight home.

Thanks again to G and my mom for watching A&A while we were gone and to the Liggetts, Jeanne, and Tony for such a wonderful vacation. We had a BLAST!