(a serious story)
About two weeks ago, on a life hiatus, I decided that Palm Springs would be where I'd retire. While it's NO Hawaii, it's certainly not the pits of Florida either; making it a happy medium for those seeking a combination of the two. But bedsides the heat, Palm Springs has a lot more going for it than spring breakers.
For me personally, it's a dream come true. I could go decor shopping all day, eat diner food, and continue to work on the tan that I will never have. If that gets boring (which is almost impossible), I could then leave my mid-century modern, humble abode and stroll to the outlet mall.
Who's with me?
Ps: I'm only semi-serious about this plan.