And, guess what else? I’m going to pack everything into one, long post. Why? Because I don’t want to forget about this series and leave it open-ended like I did last year – for nearly a month and a half.
Alright. Let’s get it done.
We spent Monday around the house, enjoying the ocean and the hot tub. This vacation was far more relaxed than last year, so we spent the majority of our time at home. I can’t say I regret that – having downtime was great. I needed it, after so many months of moving around.
Honestly, I think Monday only included checking out the nearby beach and checking out the pier (which we actually did Sunday night, but I’m going to share that information here because I forgot).
The beach was interesting. We went to the Atlantic side of the island, so the waves were insane. People don’t go there to swim. They go there to ride the waves. Since I’m not too crazy about salt water, I spent most of my time looking for shells with Katie.
We discovered, as we were looking for shells, that crabs inhabit the ocean side of the beach. These particular crabs and called “ghost” crabs. They are extremely light in color, and they hide in little sand holes. If you watch the sand as you walk, you’ll see them running around. It can be scary, at first, but we learned to love it.
The pier was terrifying. Basically, you climb a hill and go into a fishing store – then you walk onto a giant dock that actually moves as the waves move underneath it. It took me five or six days to get used to it. After that, I started to like it. The ocean can be pretty calming, despite the horror stories.
I think my mother and I also went for a bike ride that evening. Islands? Great for biking. Everything is flat. I love it.
Tuesday was the first day we spent outside the house. We visited the shipwreck museum – which had a lot of really interesting information about the history of ships and war on the island. One of the stories involved hundreds of bags of Doritos.
After the museum, we visited a few gift shops. Then, Mom and Dad went out for their anniversary dinner – and we stayed home to make dinner for ourselves.
I want to interject and say that we could have had anything for dinner that night. We chose Hamburger Helper: Crunchy Taco. Yes, I realize our priorities are out of whack.
After Mom and Dad got home, we went back to the pier for a while. It was so windy that the entire dock swung with it. After Katie, Dad, and Jack finished finishing – we went down on the beach and hunted for ghost crabs. That was an experience I won’t be forgetting anytime soon. Imagine walking around a beach with only a flashlight, and seeing crabs running around your feet.
Bonus? I named every single one of them.
Wednesday was another day spent around the house. Mom and I took the opportunity to read on the second floor deck. Katie and Jack attempted to catch a crab. Mom, Dad, and I walked into town for ice cream. (I’ll add – never wear a jacket on a hot day.)
We also had a small bonfire that night. Later in the week, we’d have a bigger one. But it was nice to hang out by the ocean at night.
Thursday was definitely a misadventure. We had three things scheduled for the day: A guided horse tour in Corolla, shopping in town, and taking a pontoon boat ride to watch the sunset.
If you heard anything about the huge storm in West Virginia and the flooding that happened thereafter, you’ll know what I’m talking about. We were hit by the beginnings of that storm. Our horse tour was cancelled, and so was our boat ride.
This all happened before eleven o’clock and we’d already driven two hours to Corolla for our horse tour. We decide to make the most of it, and went shopping anyway. Afterward, we had dinner at a huge seafood buffet. I think that was our favorite meal of the trip.
That night, we rented a few movies and ordered pizza. Katie and I played Magic (which she’s getting into now). It turned into a pretty relaxing night, for something that started out so wrong.
Since we missed our horse tour on Thursday, we went back on Friday morning to take it. We really enjoyed it. Basically, the tour guide loaded us into these huge Hummers, and we took them onto the beach to look for wild horses. To be honest, I enjoyed the views more than the horses themselves!
That night, we went to see The Lost Colony – a play on Roanoke Island based on the disappearance of the colonists. This particular event hit home for me, since I wrote and directed my own play (What They Didn’t Know) as a junior in high school about the same historic event. To be fair, my interpretation was based entirely on demons and witches – rather than historical accuracy. This interpretation was entirely different. The characters were accurate to the time, and so was the language.
It was long, but we really enjoyed it. I would recommend it to anyone who likes Shakespeare.
After the show, we had dinner at a pizzeria on the mainland. It was awesome pizza, so it was well worth searching through four dozen restaurants to find something that was still open.
Saturday was our last full day on the island. We mostly spent it relaxing at home. We also visited the beach again – where Katie flew a kite she’d bought the day before, and everyone else enjoyed the waves in the ocean. I enjoyed my magazines in the beach. But, apparently, no amount of sunscreen is enough sunscreen. I got burned. Badly. The trip home? Painful.
We left the house around ten o’clock on Sunday morning. Traffic on the way home was rough, so we didn’t make it to the D.C. area until ten o’clock that night. We stopped in a hotel in Pennsylvania. Mom, Dad, Katie, and Jack went to Denny’s for dinner. I stayed inside, worked for a little while, and ordered Domino’s.
I think, by this point, we were all ready to get home. It was a long drive.
Monday morning, I got my favorite phone call of the vacation – letting me know that our girls (Bella and Eevee) were finally ready to come home from the vet (I’ll explain more about that later). Austin picked them up, and they were waiting for us when we got home – much bigger than when we’d last seen them!
We unpacked our things. Austin and I transferred our belongings into the Freestyle. And then we began our trip home – another forty-five minutes – which went by surprisingly fast.
Okay, I’m just going to breathe for a minute. I’m proud. I fit an entire week into one post, and you’re not even going to die reading it. Plus, we got home less than two weeks ago. So, I didn’t even put it off for that long. Ha!
Next posts to expect? Guinea pigs, new car, and gardening. Plus, a quick update on school in the fall (I keep forgetting I’m a student, still).
Thanks for reading, as always,