My perfect vacation would be holed up in a cottage, located on a distant beach somewhere. A place where I could keep the windows and doors open all night and drift off to sleep with the cool island breeze in my face. I would wake up each morning, fix myself a tall banana and strawberry smoothie...I would pack up a chair and my favorite book and spend the entire day on the beach reading until my eyes burned.
My nights would consist of watching the sunset and lazily laying on the porch of my cottage. And I would subsequently never leave my dream vacation again.