Two three-day weekends loom, the remnants of what was to be our two weeks' vacation. Now that I've quit another job and I'm starting Monday with grad school and a new gig mid-August that of course is kaput.
August sucks for last-minute weekend travel deals. All of the lodgings at local beaches, mountains, rivers, and charming towns quadruple their rates this time of year. Philadelphia, Pittsburgh, and DC are pricey enough without this late-summer boost.
I'd like nothing more than to swim in the ocean, but not for $240 a night.
Maybe we'll just day-trip it here and there. Hell, I'll likely have gobs of homework anyhow.