I am super excited to finally be on vacation. I cannot tell you how much I need this break from the humdrum my ife has been these past several months. I really NEED this break!
A couple of friends and I started planning this trip months ago and it is the only motivation I’ve had to keep smiling and dealing with all the jerks at my job. We were able to rent a timeshare that is right on the beach. I get up in the morning and make a cup of coffee and take it out to sit and watch the sunrise. I can’t get enough of seeing the Ocean at all times of day. After the sunrise, I go back in for a bit of breakfast and then head to the beach again.
We all go out to eat dinner together and usually catch some live entertainment along the board walk. I love all the fresh seafood options that are available here. I am ordering all kinds of fish platters and enjoying every bite of oysters and shellfish, too.
We have enjoyed the swimming pool and hot tub at the condo. It is kinda fun to just show up and meet a variety of other vacationers who are there relaxing. Almost everyone has been happy, friendly and chatting. Sometimes it gets too hot to just sit at the pool, so I come in to the hot tub. I know it sounds weird to leave the hot pool and choose the hot tub instead, but that’s the truth!
And then, you guessed it, I’m back on the beach to watch the sunset. It’s been beautiful and I’ve got some lovely photos I will enjoy looking at during the winter months. When we get home we will start planning our next vacation!
It looks like most of the roadside stands have closed up this week. I used to be able to buy a fresh local cantaloupe, green peppers, and tomatoes from a vegetable stand across from the post office. But as I drove by there today I noticed that the fucking stand was boarded up and all the crates had been trucked out of there. That’s depressing. I like a lot of fruits and vegetables and I try to buy locally when I can.
Looks like the cooler weather will be bringing us apples and more of the winter vegetables now. We have a pick your own orchard nearby. That would be a nice way to spend a few hours one weekend – picking a bushel of local apples. And of course every where you fucking look there seems to be a butt load of pumpkins patches advertising that you can now pick your own pumpkins which is something that I have tried to do each fall.
I even found a great market right out of town that sells fresh local foods that are all natural. A lot of meats and my all time favorite is the milk. It comes in the glass containers, instead of those shitty plastic jugs that just destroy the taste of milk. And if you don’t shake up the container before opening it you will find what they call the “plug” of cream that finds it’s way up top that is so tasty to dip and use in your tea or coffee. This fresh local milk is the best even though you have to pay a $2 deposit on each of the bottles that you take out of there.
So here we sit at the beach, and it’s fucking raining. I can’t remember the last time that it rained over Labor Day weekend around here. Now Memorial Day, that’s a whole other story. I can’t remember a Memorial Day weekend that it didn’t fucking rain. I have several friends that take a ride up to D.C. for the Rolling Thunder events and each year they come home swearing that they will never again take that long hard and very wet ride. Of course they could always trailer their bikes up and back but none of my friends would even consider doing that, as that is part of the whole adventure.
It’s a damned good thing that I brought along my laptop, since the only other thing to do around here at this particular beach is to go to a bar and I’m sorry but drinking in the morning and early afternoon just isn’t my thing. I don’t mind tossing back a few in the evening, but not until at least 5:00pm. The weatherman is trying to be positive about the whole weekend, but since when did I ever believe or trust anything that ever came out of that cocksuckers mouth?