Last year we picked a simple cabin up in the Adirondacks for our weekend retreat. I felt like we were moving to our second house. My husband and myself started packing three days before the beginning of the trip. Of all things half way there we had a flat tire and had to unpack half the truck to get to the jack. After hearing all the rage from my husband's daughter about Outer Banks vacation rentals that's where we are headed next year. She went on and on and on about the Carolina designs. The Seahawk house was her favorite. Now she wants her husband to renovate their kitchen to resemble the kitchen in the Seahawk. I'm looking forward to all the comforts of home away from home without packing everything. Just to think of a long day at the beach then coming back to the house and sleeping in a real bed, now that's what I call relaxing.