I'm at the regret stage of the vacation, which I hope will pass. Sardinia is nice, the beach is nice, but going anywhere from where we are on the island sucks. You have to drive, and the car sucks, which makes driving on weird narrow roads harder. The house is a nice piece of real estate, but it's kinda gross for what it costs.
I'm trying not to think about what else we could have done with this time; this colossal pile of vacation days. I have learned that we should trust our instincts when agreeing to a trip.