I wanted to post this on the post for the day it was taken, but I needed Tony to get out the big guns to stitch it together right. I’m good if I can use Dermandar, but if Photoshop is required, I’d rather just get Tony to do it (Photoshop is such a hog). Anyway, on with the picture, which is the point of the post, after all!
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Kind of crazy to get home from the beach and go straight back again, right? This time, we went to Virginia beach instead of a North Carolina beach and we only stayed one night. But I should tell the story from the beginning. It seems to work better that way.
Sunday night, Aunt Denise called and asked if I wanted to go to Virginia Beach with her and Dad (they were leaving early Monday morning). I didn’t have to be back at work until Wednesday, so I said I’d talk to Tony and get back to her. Tony has a lot of work in the next couple of weeks and having just been gone for a week, he also had stuff to catch up on. So he said I should go and “good riddance!” (not really)
We spent a good bit of the day trying to chase down a battery for a Sportster that belongs to someone Aunt Denise knows. We never were successful, unfortunately. That evening, however, Aunt Denise and I went for a walk on the boardwalk (they still had their Christmas display up).
Tuesday was really disappointing because it was raining when we woke up and never really stopped. Between it being New Year’s and the rain, there wasn’t much we could do that we wanted to do, so we headed home.
Friday was our last day to spend on the beach. Before we went for our usual walk, we had our usual end-of-the-week photo session. We finally figured out that we can’t just stare at the camera while it counts down, someone has to do something really goofy to make us look like we’re actually happy by the time the camera takes the picture. We start out with a great grin on our faces, but by a few seconds in, we could all feel it slipping. Fortunately, we’re all a little bit strange and can amuse ourselves. As you can see.
We went for our usual walk, but this time, we walked up the beach (toward the paved road and civilization). We got within looking distance of one of the houses we’d considered on other trips, but Tony’s mom was still getting over being sick, so she didn’t want to walk up that far. I talked Tony into going up there and looking around.
We explored a good bit before we turned around and walked back to Idyll Time. There were a few other houses that looked interesting, but honestly, a lot of the houses on the 4×4 beach are huge! It’s hard to imagine going from a very large house to an enormous one when there are only five of us.
Saturday we left at about 9:00 to get to the rental agency in time to check out. Unfortunately, it was just about at the peak of high tide. Not only that, but it was raining. Fortunately, it was one of the lower tides, so we didn’t have much trouble getting out, but you start to understand why they might be concerned about people having appropriate vehicles. If tide had been one of the really high tides, it might have been a very interesting experience getting out.
Thursday I actually got up in time for the sunrise. Going through the dunes at Idyll Time (the new house) was a lot more protected than going up and over the dunes at Tangled Up in Blue (the house we left). Standing in the cutout of the dunes watching the sun rise was amazing. It’s one of those things you just want to bottle up and take home. But Thursday was just one of those kinds of days.
We went for a walk (as we did most days) and found two complete conch shells.
Tony and I sat out in the hot tub for about half an hour on Thursday night looking at the sky. The moon and dunes were beautiful and finished out a bottle-up day with an even more bottle-up night.
There are more pictures here.