It's 10 minutes until the bell rings to start "Sports Day", a half-day of fun sports activities. Kids are dismissed at 10:30 and we can leave at 11. The taxi is scheduled for 11:30. Bags are packed and waiting by the door. By midnight we should be home at our cottage on the beach in Florida. The words "spring break" summon up images of beaches. When I was younger, it was the freedom of partying late at beach bars in places like Isla Mujeres or Pensacola and playing rugby, scuba diving, or hunting other adventures by day. The middle years were family vacations to places like Venezuelan dude ranches or a Caribbean beach. Now I dream of lazy days windsurfing and riding the hammock with a book and a nap.
Bell just rang. My last Spring Break is about to begin!!
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