I got the sunburn Friday, hanging out on the stoop with Starrhillgirl, drinking a latte. It was hot. Hot. Not like the beach. The beach? This is what the beach looked like:
It was about 15 degrees cooler than expected and very very cloudy. It didn't stomp romps on the beach or shell collecting, but did exclude dawdling in the sand. The trip served its purpose as a change of scenery, accompanied by several soaks in the motel hot tub and Family Bonding over SpongeBob episodes.
Highlights included the always somber-seeming pelican sightings, one large sea star we threw back into the ocean, a visit from a 2 year old Loggerhead Sea Turtle during a trip to the Aquarium, hunting for and finding shark teeth, and of course, the local cuisine. Not to mention many pairs of saltwater-soaked socks and pants, and the heat cranked up to high in the room.
Please enjoy the following photos.
From Spring Break
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My "sunburn" was really a tan. Because that's how my people roll.
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