I'm back from my vacation in Florida. It was a girl trip–me, my daughter, and her friend. We had a great time, except for one thing: The sliding bathroom door in our hotel room.
I don't know what was wrong with it, but it wouldn't slide. At least not easily. I was able to open and close it, but not without bracing myself, or using every muscle in my body to do it. And I'm strong. My daughter couldn't get it. Not once.
"I'm stuck!" she'd call from inside. And either me or her friend would have to rescue her. It was ridiculous. But I will give it one thing: It was the most memorable door ever!
Have you ever had to struggle with a door when you were on vacation?
Here are some pictures of the beach at Fort Walton, Florida:
Hope you've all been enjoying your summer!