This summer, I hit a very, VERY big milestone… I turned 40 (insert high-pitched scream here). I know, I know, hard to imagine, considering I still feel (and think) like someone in their late 20’s. Unlike most people, I didn’t want to hide in my closet and cry, I wanted to celebrate and do something I would remember for the rest of my life. So what did I do? I took myself to Spain and Portugal – and it was AMAZING.
Following the advice of my favorite travel blog Nomadic Matt, I hopped on travel tour site G (or Gap) Adventures and found what I was looking for – broad gauge “Best of” tour of Spain & Portugal. While I normally don’t like taking these types of trips because you don’t get to see the non-touristy sites and you’re being rushed from place to place, I had a limited time to see everything I wanted. I was also nervous because I was afraid I’d hate everyone on my trip, or worse, everyone would hate me (gasp!)
However, my fears subsided the minute I met the rest of the group in Lisbon. Not knowing a lick of Spanish (I think I even threw out a “grazie” at the airport), it was by the grace of God I found the hotel in the first place. However, during the orientation meeting, I realized I was in pretty great company and it was going to be a fantastic trip.
Ten days and three reunions later, I feel like I need a two week vacation! Not only did I have a mini-college reunion with some of my best gal pals in Newport, RI on Friday night (had dinner at the Boat House in Tiverton which was fantastic), but on Saturday, I headed over to Marion, MA for my 20-year high school reunion at Tabor Academy. The school has changed so much since I graduated – new dorms, state-of-the-art athletic facility and scientific wing of the academic center – I hardly recognized it. However, all of my closest friends were there and everyone looked exactly the same. I had been looking forward to this reunion for a long time since they were clustering our year with the year above and the year below us, so I got to see people I hadn’t seen since I graduated. Reminiscing about the “old days,” it’s an absolute miracle we lived through those years. But what an amazing place to go to high school – we were so spoiled!
My first reunion actually took place last weekend in Newport, RI (yes, this is becoming a trend). Our Jackson Hole ski crew organized this weekend so we could finally get to see the highly anticipated ‘Between Apres’ ski movie our friend Wade put together. Thanks to his professional helmet cam, and a few of the crews’ best shots, Wade put together a fantastic montage of our Jackson Hole trip, including some of our best (and worst) ski moves.We had been looking forward to this reunion ever since we left each other in March.