Just when I had started to be a real life blogger, I threw it all away and skipped this weekend.
We spent this past weekend in the Hamptons with some of our close friends (and their cute baby, Max). As you might remember, Ron and I always spend a weekend in the fall out here (read: Anniversary Trip), so it was nice to enjoy some springtime beach weather. Up here "springtime weather" almost always means still very cold -- definitely no swimsuits.
I don't know where you are, but I'm placing my bets on the fact that it's probably freezing. New York has been a frozen ice-hell since we got back from Nashville (which, oddly enough, was ALSO a frozen ice hell. The world is ending). I can't stop dreaming about taking break from life and going on a real vacation. However, according to our bank account, that sure isn't happening anytime soon. I don't know if you've heard, but making record has a hefty price tag. That and buying a house. Oh, and paying taxes. But enough about cash money. Let's talk about one of my favorite spots in the world.
If you've never heard of Broome, you aren't alone. It's a tiny beach town on the Western edge of Australia that is known for pearls and camel rides (I'll get to that in a few). Once the Australian tour wrapped up, we still had a few days before I had to be back in the US and Ron left for the UK so we researched temporary headquarters for Ron Pope Music/DancePanda Entertainment. We ended the tour in Perth, so we weren't exactly in the best position to get to a lot of places. We found some AMAZINGLY cheap deals for Bali... if only it wasn't the height of rainy season! After some deliberation between our Aussie friends, they decided for us and told us to go to Broome, WA. We wouldn't be disappointed - they just knew it. Admittedly, the lure of camels was just about enough to make us say yes anyway.