It may be dull. But it's our dull.

This is the second year that we've driven south for the March Break.  To some we probably seem a little dull -- it's the same drive, to stay at the same cottage, to do the same kind of nothing.

But for our family, it's perfect.

For the one who feels most comfortable when he knows exactly what to expect when he ventures from home - this trip fits the bill.

For the water enthusiast - this trip fits the bill.

For the one who loves the early mornings - this trip fits the bill.

For the one who wants to soak up some warmth and spend hours upon hours reading - this trip fits the bill.

We've found our favourite restaurants, our favourite car snacks, our favourite travelling music.  And when we arrive at our home away from home there is nothing on the schedule.  We don't feel the need to be touristy.  Everything we need is within walking distance.  We've got sun, sand, ocean, and books.  We've got wide open spaces to run and a big night time sky.  Our days start with local coffee, donuts, and, if we're lucky, a dolphin sighting, and they end with spectacular sunsets and family beach walks.

But to me, the best parts of the week are the quiet moments that we find with each other.

The week is a never-ending opportunity to have amazing conversations.  To get one-on-one time with the kids that we can never seem to find time for at home.  No interruptions - just time to listen.  It's amazing how much they have to say when there is time to say it.

It is a week that is bookended by our hectic happy life.  But it is surely a week that is much needed by everybody.  It is the week that refuels our spirits and gives us a headstart to feeling that spring is in the air and the sun is on our faces.

Which is why, as dull as it may seem, we'll do it all again next year.