Ah, the beach. I was raised on family vacations to the beach—mostly Ocean City, MD. It's known to Marylanders as the ocean. Mystical, eh? I can assure you that it was a pretty great beach back when I was a kid, but I can't vouch for it these days. I haven't been back since senior week in 1994. The highlight as a kid was the boardwalk. I remember spending quarter after quarter on video games. There were more arcades than french fry joints.
Nags Head, NC is something different, though it has also changed a lot since I was a kid (it's gotten much more popular and populated) it still has a charm about it. It's a laid back beach. I can imagine living there year 'round. Our family has gone there for two years in a row, and I can see it becoming a habit.
Last year, my son spent most of his time buried in the sand—both literally and figuratively—while my daughter stayed in ankle-deep surf. But lo and behold what a week with friends can do. Each of the girls played off of the other's increasing bravado and fearlessness, and the boys did the same. No doubt, there were tears. Each kid got wiped out by a rogue wave at least once, but they reentered the water undaunted. I was very, very proud.
My son caught his first wave without any help from me. Here are some beach shots. More posts from the trip to come...