Surviving the Outer Banks: Day Nine

     Okay, this is going to be a short one for a couple reasons:

     • We've been driving for 14 hours and have only stopped for fuel, restrooms, fast food and most importantly for taffy, which ended in me having to settle for gummy bears (what kind of convenience store doesn't have taffy?).
     • The only thing my mind is currently able to focus on is my head hitting my pillow in t-minus 120 minutes.

     Also, I apologize in advance for how goofy/ridiculous this blog post may be ... I blame it on being stuck in a car for what feels like years.
     There are a few things of note though that happened during our trip back. The first is that we saw a trailer full of piglets. Matthew, being the person he is, spotted their snouts sticking out through the spaces in the trailer and made me hurry to take a photo. So you can thank him for the cuties in the photo below.

Jody's text response: "Wilbur!"

Secondly, my constant ability to entertain embarrass Matthew with my singing and dance moves. However, he did compliment me once for knowing where the back beat was.

Yes, I point my fingers when I dance. Also, my favorite is the one where it looks like Matthew is giving the camera the "Jim Halpert look."
     We had a 150-mile battle with a fly. There were many grunts of aggravation from Matthew; I also tried baiting the fly toward the window with the smell of gummy bears.
     I'm sorry, no, I don't have a photo of the fly ... he wasn't worth the phone space.

     Then we thought we saw a second fly appear when we were about 500 miles from home. It was 8.5 hours into the trip, so it may have been hallucinations.

     And finally, we learned "Top 40" actually means "Top 5."

     At this point (St. Louis), we're in the slap happy portion of the trip and it looks like I need to help Matthew with his driving-while-eating skills ... they're abysmal.

     Matthew here, tapping in for Valeri to wrap things up.

     If you're reading this, you've made it — you've survived yet another adventure with the Pearons! Congratulations! We know, at times it can be rough, and at other times it's smooth sailing...but through the ups and downs, the sharp corners and the breakdowns, you've stuck with us. We like to think you're better for it!
     Something we should bring to your attention, though...some of our readers have reported a weird side affect from reading our blog.
     They all mentioned something about their sanity level or something.
     Not sure what that is about, exactly...but whatever it is, we're certain it's a temporary condition.


     Either way, this particular adventure is over! Throughout the last week, we road tripped, did the beach thing, got in little bitty boats and didn't sink, flew through the air a couple of different times, visited the political and economic center of the United States, ate good food, and we kept great company. We've decided we will probably end up ticking the "success" box on this trip...unless this sunburn never fades.

     Until next time...


Surviving the Outer Banks: Day Eight

     Good evening, everyone! Matthew here, signing on from the beautiful Outer Banks of North Carolina (OBX). This is the last blog post authored from the OBX, as we're regrettably beginning our 16-hour trek home tomorrow morning.
     If you've been following along, you'll know we've done a lot of outdoorsy/adventurous things on this vacation. In the beginning, I can't say I was all that thrilled with the idea of a bog-standard beach vacation - it's all too domestic for my taste - but this one has turned out to be quite a lot of fun, really.       A few firsts for the Pearons: lighthouses, kayaking, parasailing, small aircraft flight (new to Valeri) and seeing a kite festival. Plus, it was our first real road trip together. We traveled with a couple of close friends on the US 101 in California last year (you haven't read that one yet? ) - which was about five hours - but this was a whopping 16-hour journey. Granted, there was a break in the middle...but that's a long time to be in the car by any standard. The not-so-awesome realization that I'm having right now is that we're going to have to do the same thing again tomorrow. It's going to be tiring, but we'll make it through.
     Anyway, you're here to read about the adventures of today, not the troubles of tomorrow, so I'll get to it. We started the day out by heading south toward Manteo - ultimately ending up at Ocracoke Island - which is a tiny little spot of land with a single road leading from end-to-end (roughly 13 miles, by our calculations). We couldn't do this without a bit of sustenance, so we made a pit stop at Bros' Sandwiches.

Matthew's French Dip
Valeri's Barbecue Nachos

     After feeding our faces, we resumed our southern journey toward Ocracoke (don't worry - we don't really know how to pronounce it, either; although, some very amusing attempts we made). Along the way, we encountered Hatteras Light House. We walked around the grounds a bit, took a few photos, then moved along...

Hatteras Lighthouse
     The next leg led us to a ferry terminal, where we had ice cream while waiting to board the ferry.

Valeri begging for treats ... as usual
     We had experienced ferries in San Francisco, but not one that you and your car went on. Very big ship. Once the cars were all loaded like sardines, and the ship had left port, we were able to get up and walk around. The views were great out there - but you can only get so many shots of the sea/sky division before it's played out.

View from the back of the ferry

     An hour later, the ferry and its crew expertly delivered us to the shores of Ocracoke Island without incident. Once we hit solid ground, we went on to the downtown area - which was more of a small village full of tourist shops and restaurants. Neat, but not something that would draw us for very long, which is why we turned back around and began our return journey. To see how this went, please re-read the paragraph above. One fascinating thing we noticed is that the seagulls follow the ferries around; when two ferries meet in the middle of their routes, several of the seagulls fly to the other ship and return back to their original port. This happened on both routes several times.

We made our last beach stop during our trip to Ocracoke.
     All-in-all, there was a lot of sight-seeing today. Nothing too terribly interesting, but fun nonetheless. After we made it back to the house (stopping en route to pick up some delicious Chinese food), we sat down and watched a couple of movies with some of our remaining family members. It was a nice, easy night - which gives us plenty of time to pack up for tomorrow's drive. Here is to safe travels and favorable traffic patterns!
     Matthew, signing off.

"At the beach, life is different ... time doesn't move hour to hour,
but mood to moment."


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Surviving the Outer Banks: Day Seven

     Today started with a plan to get up at 5 a.m. to see the sunrise on the beach. This is how this scenario actually went:
     *Valeri (me) wakes Matthew at 5 a.m.*
     *Matthew whines*
     "Nooooo. I don't want to."
     *Valeri rolls her eyes and starts to get up*
     *She looks outside and sees it's still lightning*
     *Decides: can't watch the sunrise in the rain or a lightning storm*
     *Crawls back into bed*

     So watching the sunrise didn't go so well ... or at all. We really should've planned it for a morning earlier in the week, because now all we have is Sunday morning to catch it. Le sigh.
     After sleeping for a few more hours, I once again tried to wake Matthew, but ended up having to leave him to his slumber. Life's so hard while on vacation.
     I would like to point out that Matthew is normally the one who has to push me to get out of bed in the morning while on vacation. So this goes to show how much a beach vacation has made him a lazy bum.

     Okay, so on to the good stuff.
     Since we were expecting rain all day, we'd moved most of our stuff (kayaking, Jockey's Ridge State Park, etc) to a different day ... as you can tell if you've read our past blogs.:) However, due to moving everything, that didn't leave us with a lot planned for today.
     So it was kind of a fly-by-the-seat-of-our-pants type day, and if you know us at all, you'll know we don't normally do that. Yea, we might have a few hours where we wander around or explore, but not an entire day.
     Well, for those of you who've made fun of us in the past for our itineraries, the day we had was made for you.

     We started with a walk to the beach and along the surf. It was a nice 76 degrees when we left the house, which is absolutely glorious compared to the heat we've had while in the Outer Banks. As we walked for a couple hours and made a couple new friends (see below), we also picked up some shells and took a couple photos.

A tiny crab Matthew spotted

A good pup that posed for the photo

     Once the temps started to rise, we headed back to the house to cool down and think about lunch.
     We ended up eating at a place called Ladles. We were a little leery at first about eating at a soup and warm sandwiches shop, which doesn't usually go well with 90 degrees/85% humidity. However, we figure they had air conditioning, so it was worth a shot.
     We were glad we went because it was delicious. I had a Grilled Cheese with Chicken Noodle and Matthew had a Turkey Rueben with Greek Lemon Chicken soup. So yummy.

Ladles in 90-degree weather ... *grabby hands*

     After having our hot lunches, we stepped back into the 1,000-degree heat to head to Manteo. It was around 1 p.m. by this point and the weather said rain was suppose to hit around 3 p.m., so we figured we'd just visit the aquarium while it rained.
     Well, the weather apps and local stations fooled us because there was no rain. Fibbers.
     However, we enjoyed the aquarium. We've tried to take in the aquarium in each city we visit; with the exception of San Francisco. We like to see what each offers and so far the only one that's disappointed us was London (you can read about that in our London blogs if you haven't already).
     I do believe this was the first aquarium that showed us sea turtles, which Matthew loved. There were so many turtles. Also, it was the first one that showed us crocodiles, which I enjoyed. As long as they can't get to me, I enjoy watching them.

Matthew's turtles

The almighty crocodile

     So as I said, Matthew's favorite part was the turtles. My favorite was the sting rays. They had them where you could reach into the water and touch them while they swam around. They're just so slimy it made me giggle like a child every time I touched one. We only got video of that, so you can find those on our PhotoStream.

     Okay, on to our favorite part of the day.
     As we were pulling out of the aquarium, Matthew spotted the airport and asked if we could go back and look at some of the planes.
     While pulling up to the airport he saw a sign for $15 plane rides. It seemed too good to be true, but after confirming it, we knew we couldn't pass up a flight over the Outer Banks.

With Andy in the air

     So Andy, our pilot, flew us over the OBX for about 15 minutes. The plane was a Cessna 170, which seats two in the front and two in the back. I gave Matty the front since they told him whoever was up there would get to fly the plane for a little bit and I didn't really have that kind of nerve.

Matthew flying the plane

     It was awesome to see the OBX from the sky. We flew over Jockey's Ridge State Park, the Wright Brother's Memorial Museum, part of the Atlantic, etc. Andy also pointed out a ship wreck just off one of the beaches we've been to frequently ... blew my mind.
     We took quite a bit of video/photos while up there, but I'm going to only include a few photos here. You can watch our video montage at the end of the trip to see some of the videos.

Andy said we chose a good time to come since the incoming rain (shown behind us) made us the last flight.

The Pearons with the Cessna 170

     After landing, we headed back to the house to relax and have our last family dinner in the OBX.
     It was Mom and Dad's night, so that meant tacos. Yum! It's hard to beat tacos in my mind.

Family Night in the OBX
     After dinner, which included finally mastering a family selfie ... it's way too difficult to fit eight people into a selfie and for everyone's faces to be showing. To take it up a notch, trying to take an eight-person selfie with the Instax Camera I have is even harder. However, we finally did it. We've failed at doing this two other times in the past four months, but as they say, third time's a charm.
     I'll be posting a snap of that photo on my Facebook and Instagram tomorrow, along with other Instax photos I've taken throughout the week.

     Until then ...

"At the beach, life is different ... time doesn't move hour to hour,
but mood to moment."

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Surviving the Outer Banks: Day Six

     Hello, everyone! Matthew here, reporting from the Outer Banks. Today is day six of our North Carolina adventure, and what a day it was! I'll give you a rundown.

     We started the morning by heading to Coquina Beach for some family photos - which is generally not one of my favorite activities - but the sound of the surf rolling in beside us made it a bit easier to smile big for the camera. Here are a few of the shots:

© Rory Clancy Photography
     While we were out there, we were able to capture a video of a sand crab (which we had encountered on day three) emerging from his hole in the sand. We haven't reviewed and edited the footage just yet - but it's bound to be pretty neat.

     After we had finished with the pictures and returned to the Airbnb, it was just about time for lunch. Valeri and I split off from the group to grab a bite to eat at the Bonzer Shack, which is a neat little venue within walking distance of the beach. Valeri had the Chicken Tacos, and I decided on the Royale (grilled BBQ chicken topped with smoked gouda cheese and smoked applewood bacon). The entrees received top marks from the Pearons. Very tasty indeed.

     This brings us to the most interesting part of our day: Parasailing! Other than a slight timing issue at the beginning, this was an absolute blast. We went 1,000 feet above the Roanoke Sound in a tandem harness. Technically, the flight only lasted 12 minutes, but it felt so much longer while we were up there. Something we hadn't considered (being our first time), was the noise level at that altitude. You would think being dragged through the air at any sort of speed would include quite a lot of wind noise, but the complete lack of wind noise was almost eerie. It was so quiet up there. We love an urban setting - including the noise - but that was actually a really nice escape from all of that. For just a few minutes, you are able to just bask in the beauty of the coastline without thinking about what awful noise is being emitted from a random car's ridiculously loud stereo, the sirens in the distance or the dull roar of the motorway. It all just falls away and you just watch. Beautiful.
     While that was a nice feeling, and we wanted to hang on to it for a bit, we knew we couldn't...because we were about to get dunked. That is how this particular Parasailing company decides to finish your adventure - with a swim! After they ensure you're thoroughly soaked, they whip you back up into the air for a bit, then winch you back onto the launch platform. Very cool, and highly recommended.

     After our flight, we headed back to the house to get ready for a family supper at Miller's Seafood and Steakhouse. This place was great, and although I do not have any photographic evidence to prove it, I can proudly report to you that my lovely (but very picky) wife tried sushi...and liked it! Thank you to our sister-in-law, Jody, for sharing!

Miller's Seafood and Steakhouse

Jody's sushi that Valeri tried
     After supper, we headed to Jockey's Ridge to take in a sunset.
     The hike was long, and there were far too many people there - but the colors in the sky made up for it. Here are a couple of shots to back that up:

     We attempted to capture a timelapse of the sunset, so we might have a video to show you later.

     Anyway, that sums up today's activities! Join us tomorrow for some more fun in the sun!
     Matthew, signing off.

"At the beach, life is different ... time doesn't move hour to hour,
but mood to moment."

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Surviving the Outer Banks: Day Five

     Good morning, readers. Valeri here.

     Wow am I tired.
     I'm not sure whether it's due to our Washington, D.C., trip, the kayaking we did this morning or if it's just the heat getting to me, but I am ready for a week of nothing but sleep.

     As I mentioned, one of the culprits of this exhaustion is kayaking, which was this morning. By the time we got there at 9 a.m., it was already close to 90 degrees. Yikes. At this point I was a little worried because the description of the kayaking tour mentioned it was good for beginners since the trees shielded you from having to deal with wind ... and we were going to need that wind to help cool off. Turns out the description was wrong and we actually got a few good gusts during the trip.
     Aside from worrying about dying of heat stroke, my other fear was flipping my kayak or just falling due to my inadvertent clumsiness. Matthew told me more than once that he'd be ready with the GoPro. He was 90% sure I would be in the water at some point ... what great support from my lovely husband.:) Well, the joke's on him - I didn't fall in once.

Looking pretty awesome in our kayaks.

     So the kayaking tour was about two hours long and I believe it was around 2 miles long. It was a piece of cake in the beginning ... even somewhat relaxing; I can't say the same about the second leg. My arms were screaming at me by a little over halfway through the tour. It shouldn't have been a surprise to me really; I can barely do more than five push ups in a row, so paddling for two hours without my arms turning into spaghetti was wishful thinking.
     Not only did the tour consist of physical torture, but our tour guide (Caroline) gave information about plants and animals in the area, but also about how Kill Devil Hills got its name. I'll let you look up the background story to why this area is named Kill Devil Hills since it's too much to tell here, but I'll just say it was related to prohibition. It's an interesting story and while you're at it, make sure to look into "The Bridge that Leads Nowhere."

Us in front of "The Bridge that Leads Nowhere"

     Okay, after two hours of paddling and taking in the sun, we headed back to the house for some downtime. We had originally planned to rent some bicycles today to ride around the OBX, but the heat made us rethink that plan.

My new favorite of us.
During our downtime, we relaxed in the hammock

     After relaxing for a couple hours, we decided to get some frozen custard and then meet the Hiltons at the beach. We went to Kill Devil's Frozen Custard and it wasn't as great as we would've liked. It was practically melted by the time they handed it to us, but our moods shifted once our toes were in the surf.

Guys, I'm seriously surprised he got one photo of me with my eyes open ... that sun was torture.

     I never thought I'd find myself saying this, but I could walk in the surf for hours and never tire of it. I still don't have a desire to live in this type of climate - I'd much prefer the mountains - but even on extremely hot days, walking in the surf is relaxing.

    Tonight was another family dinner night, so David and Jody ordered pizza from a local place. It was delicious and as always, it's nice to just sit and relax with family. Jody and I made our way up to the crow's nest around sunset to see the view and also enjoy the breeze the crow's nest provides.

    After catching up with Mom about her and Dad's day, which included a road trip to the southern most point of the OBX (something we will experience Sunday) and a ferry ride, I found myself sitting in the living room feeling like I was forgetting something.
    It's 10:30 p.m. and I still have to write a blog. So here you find me ... trying to recount the day with a little bit of color. However, as my cousin Beth said to me today, "No offense, Matthew's posts are my favorite" and I have to agree with her. Which is something we can all look forward to tomorrow.:)

    Until then ...

"At the beach, life is different ... time doesn't move hour to hour,
but mood to moment."

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Surviving the Outer Banks: Day Four

     Hey, there! Matthew here, checking in on day three of Surviving the Outer Banks.
     If you've been keeping up with our trip, you're aware we are on an adventure in North Carolina. Today is a bit different, though...we're in Washington, D.C.! I'll be writing this entry throughout the day today - in fact, I'm tapping this bit out on our metro ride into the city. We're at King Street station, starting from Franconia-Springfield, and we've just been moved to another rail car due to the air conditioning system failing in the car we were in previously.

On the metro into the city
     That is one thing Washington, D.C.'s metro has over the London Underground - air conditioned cars. A few of the Tube's newer stock are equipped with it, but not all of them. Hopefully by the time we go back that will have changed for the better.
     On that note, I'll add that due to our trip to London in 2015 (want to read about it?), Valeri and are pretty familiar with the way urban rail transportation systems work, and have grown quite fond of them. I was actually quite looking forward to the metro commute.

     Before I get very far into this entry, I need to mention the drive up here.
     If you've ever been within earshot of Valeri's brother, David, you've probably been exposed to his peculiar communication style - which consists mostly of quotes from movies you have never seen before. Entertaining, but at times confusing. Of the few movies I do recognize, he does a decent job of impersonating the actors. Don't tell him I said that though - pride and all.

     Our first stop was the Lincoln Memorial - which was much grander in scale than I could have ever imagined. The amount of skill and craftsmanship that went into creating that structure had to be immense. Everything is so very precise and well thought out - and massive!

Just a quick snap with Lincoln

     For lunch, we made a stop at Amsterdam Falafel Shop. I had the Lamb Shawarma Bowl, Valeri had the Chicken Pita, David had the Lamb Shawarma Pita and Jody had the Falafel Pita (which was a little non-traditional: Falafel smashed inside a pita). It was all pretty tasty. Well...I didn't go around taking bites of everyone's food, but it was reported to me that everyone enjoyed their selection.

Amsterdam Falafel Shop ... yum
     Honestly, at that point, the food could have been prison gruel, and we would have still been glad because the facility was air conditioned.

     We then ventured on to the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum. The entry exhibit was fascinating, but there must have been a bit of a breakdown with the crowd control in the main exhibit, because it was a solid mass of people. Shoulder-to-shoulder is too spacious a description for this. We ended up giving up on forward movement and left.

Getting our tickets to the tour
     It was a bit sad, because it's an interesting part of history; a very sad bit, but interesting nonetheless. Just before the main exhibit, we were issued identification booklets - but they contained the identity of a Holocaust victim. The booklet told the victim's story, including whether or not they survived.
     Here are the IDs we were given and how the victims fared:
     Valeri:       Judith Schwed, of Hungary, Fallen
     Matthew:  Wiadyslaw Piotroski, of Poland, Fallen
     Jody:         Emma Arnold, of France, Survivor
     David:       Gy├Ârgy Pick, of Hungary, Survivor
     One of the neatest parts of this was that at the reception desk, we were greeted and assisted by a holocaust survivor, Rae Goldfarb.

Holocaust survivor and museum volunteer, Rae Goldfarb

     David and I decided to explore the International Spy Museum while Valeri and Jody perused the Smithsonian Art Museum collection.

The International Spy Museum had the Aston Martin DB5

Introducing Ninja David

     I can't speak about Valeri's adventure with any authority, but I can say David and I had a lot to look at. We didn't even have enough time to get through everything. If you're interested - even in the slightest - in the world behind the shadows, definitely check it out.

This is Val ... loved the Smithsonian Art Museum
This is Jody taking in one of the sections

     Unfortunately, the temperature was far too high to be comfortable. Big surprise in July, huh? We survived, but there were a few times throughout our journey that I seriously doubted we would. I think we all lost a few pounds via perspiration.

Before leaving the city, we checked out the White House. It's the speck of a building behind us.
     Due to the heat and the fact we had woken up pretty early, we decided to head out of D.C. a bit earlier than we'd originally planned - and it is a good thing we did, because Siri's idea of the ideal return route didn't quite live up to its name.
     We did finally make it home - and after 17 hours of commuting to D.C., exploring D.C. Then commuting from D.C., this bed has never felt so comfortable!

"At the beach, life is different ... time doesn't move hour to hour,
but mood to moment."

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Surviving the Outer Banks: Day Three

     Valeri here.

     First things first, Matthew and I have managed to not turn into lobsters our first full day. #Winning
     We are still just as pale as when we left Missouri ... just in case you were wondering. The SPF70 we used may have helped.

     Okay, on to the day.
     We woke up later than we planned (8 a.m.) and we're blaming that mainly on the road trip wearing us out. Blah. So we got up and had some coffee and conversation with Jody up in the crow's nest while we took in the view.

You can see the crow's nest at the top.

     I'm not sure we've told you about the crow's nest yet. The house we're staying at has a little elevated deck on the roof, which happens to be the highest crow's nest in the OBX. It provides a great view and also a perfect coffee spot in the morning/evening.

     After coffee, Matthew and I grabbed bagels/cream cheese to take with us to the beach.
     The walk was about 10 minutes, which isn't bad since we enjoy a good walk. However, as we found out a couple hours later on our walk back, 10 minutes in North Carolina's July heat isn't so wonderful.
    We walked along the beach toward a pier we had seen the night before. Matthew gave me lessons in searching for sharks teeth along the surf ... which is also not a dry sport. By the time we got to the pier, we were drenched from the waste down.

The shark's tooth Matthew found
     The cold waves though were a nice relief from the heat.

Our morning walk in the surf

     About an hour later, we met up with the rest of the family and watched while most of them swam. It was funny seeing Dad have to hold onto his straw hat as he went underwater to avoid a wave. I'm still surprised he didn't lose it at some point. I'm sure you'll get a glimpse of what I'm talking about in our video montage at the end of the trip.

     After getting some sun and enjoying the surf, we made our way back to the house to change for lunch.

The family at Poor Richard's

     Lunch was at a small sandwich shop in Manteo called Poor Richard's. It definitely didn't disappoint. Matthew had the Philly Cheesesteak and I had a turkey and swiss on rye.

Matthew's Philly.

     Not only was the food in Manteo good, but the buildings and little shops gave a fun atmosphere. We made sure to visit a small bookstore before heading to Fort Raleigh National Park.

     Fort Raleigh is a good place to learn about the history of the lost colony and the National Park was beautiful. Jody spotted a neat tree, so we ended up doing a little photo op.

The family at Fort Raleigh National Park

     So for today's last family outing, we visited Bodie Island Lighthouse. I'd never seen a lighthouse in person, so I was excited.
     I'm not really sure how to describe it, so I'll just let the photo speak for itself.

Wow ... right?!?

     There was also a little overlook area that we walked out to where we could see some crabs swimming in the water and Katie continually freak out about the "Venomous snakes have been seen in tall grass, so stay on the walkway" signs.:)

Three smiling faces and one wise guy

     I think everyone was ready to get back to the house to relax a little, however, there was no rest for the Pearons since it was our night to cook the family dinner.
     So we made a grocery run and did our thing in the kitchen ... well, Matthew did while I lent a hand when it was needed.

     After dinner we scurried off to Coquina Beach to watch the sunset. We made it just in time, but plan to go back so we can set up the GoPro for a timelapse.

Coquina Beach at sunset

     Not only did we see the sunset while there, but also a lot of sand crabs. So many that I was afraid of where to step. I actually think Matthew stepped on one and he had to somewhat run away from another one ... so many.

     I'm seriously wiped out. I'm surprised I made a through writing this without passing out.
     I apologize though for the lack of original storytelling ... my brain wasn't wanting to work that hard tonight. Thank you though for sticking with me.
     Tomorrow is our day in Washington, D.C., and you'll have Matthew's recap. He's pretty excited about a day in the city, so I'm sure he'll give you a wonderful play-by-play.

     Until then ...

"At the beach, life is different ... time doesn't move hour to hour,
but mood to moment."

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