By J.B. Stone
Your dad won a contest at work for a “free-paid” vacation at some fancy resort in the Bahamas. The timing is perfect because winter approaches, and seasonal affective disorder sucks, and all you want is enough vitamin D in your system that your body is more sunlight than flesh.
Once you land from JFK and settle in with your dad, along with your two sisters in the room next door, you’re more excited about the fact there is an itinerary than what those things listed on it might be.[Read more…] about Sharks