For the first time in several years, our family spent a few days at the beach.
In our house live:
one ghostly pale-face
two beach bums,
so going to the beach doesn’t quite have the same ring to some of us that it does for others.
Until this year.
Because this year, we discovered some secrets to beach love.
1. Washer and dryer.
No sand in sheets.
sand dirty laundry piles at home.
2. Separate bedrooms
No hormonal teens forced to share half a hotel room.
No parents forced to share half a hotel room with hormonal teens.
The catch? (‘Cause we know there has to be one.)
Our affordable condo was located on the wrong side of a super-scary bridge.
(No picture because I was too busy mentally gripping before-mentioned teens who would have died of embarrassment if their mom had touched them on the super-scary bridge.)
Once we crossed over, here’s some things we loved:
Love at the beach:
Beach read. The next person to check this out of our library will have authentic Folly Beach sand between the pages.
Beach toes —and beach broken toe (which meant I hobbled across super-scary bridge in a moon boot.)
Secret to pale-face beach love: beach umbrella. Some strong ocean breezes nearly sent this umbrella and me soaring to Maine like Mary Poppins.
Beach food. Jack’s Cosmic Dogs=retro-cool restaurant.
Sadly, I neglected to take pictures at the ice-cream shop where we stopped nightly.
I was too busy licking peach ice cream from a waffle cone. Yum.
This week we’re anticipating some July 4th fun with family before summer and school planning start to overlap.
Hope your summer is going great!