You might remember a little hot springs trip we took last year over St. Patrick’s Day weekend. It was basically awesome.
Well, by the luck of the Irish (but really just our super-organized & forward-thinking friend Lesley), we were able to score ourselves another cabin with private hot springs for St. Patrick’s Day weekend this year.
What-what. This is one yearly tradition that I fully support.
Another is the family soak. I want my kids to have memories of hanging out in hot water with friends in a completely non-sexual way. Is that weird?
This year, there were more rocks…
and more friends.
It snowed off and on all weekend long and I must admit that soaking in hot springs while it’s snowing is one of those magical experiences. The still, the heat, the quiet and the calm. Not to mention the complete lack of cell service.
Disconnect. Reconnect. Soak it in. Enjoy the moment.
And whatever you do, try to get the toddlers to eat something besides animal crackers.