We are heading home. All packed up and ready to leave. We should be home on sunday around 4:30 or so. Just in time for the afternoon football.
Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Week 2 - Can we do it?
Monday, September 10, 2007
Back to Normal
Sunday, September 9, 2007
The Weekend
Turned out pretty nice. Saturday was hot and sunny and the surf action was great. I spent the time watching football and Nascar and got a little sun. Pat got a lot of sun and watched no TV. We both drank a number of adult beverages. A perfect compromise.
Sunday was overcast and rainy in the AM. The sun came out in the afternoon and the surf was very rough and the rip tide was dangerous. We spent the day in and out and I again watched a lot of football. My fantasy teams were killed and I need to look on the wire for some new players.
Sunday was overcast and rainy in the AM. The sun came out in the afternoon and the surf was very rough and the rip tide was dangerous. We spent the day in and out and I again watched a lot of football. My fantasy teams were killed and I need to look on the wire for some new players.
Friday, September 7, 2007
Rough Water
Today is a beautiful day. Nice and hot in the AM. We chilled on the deck for a few hours and are now watching the surf come in. It has picked up and the surf is rough and white-capping. There is a storm out in the atlantic and hopefully will not grow. But something is up.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Wrightsville Beach
Cruzed over to the Wilmington yesterday and checked out Wrightsville beach. Its a cool little beach. Mostly younger folks. Lets of surfers (and surfer girls). We dined at a cool place on the beach with a pier and watched the sun set. It was really nice. Pat's friend "V" joined us. Here are the two after a bloody Mary or two.Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Monday, September 3, 2007
Labor Day
For some reason, we got up @ 8AM. I am not sure why? But a call later and a friend of Pat's from Wilmington will be by to spend the day.
Pat loves the place. It is a small single level house right smack dab on the beach. Very "cute" to quote Pat. She spent the AM completing the nesting process.
V and Ellie spent the day hanging out. Ellie never left the dogs and clearly wants a dog of her own. We spent the afternoon on the deck and having some drinks and food.
V and Ellie spent the day hanging out. Ellie never left the dogs and clearly wants a dog of her own. We spent the afternoon on the deck and having some drinks and food.
We finished it off with sandwiches from a great NY style deli and watching the sun set.
Ellie threw a fit leaving. Saying goodbye to the dogs seems hard for her.
Sunday, September 2, 2007
On the Road Again
On the road again. Here we go.
We left 2 hours later than planned. Around 11AM. We had to pick up the keys by 5:30PM and the trip takes 6 hours. The Nav keep saying 5:32 arrival time with no stops. So we were freaking a little, but called and they have a lock box for late arrivals. That's us.
Anyway we got here @ 5:20PM with 3 stops. One leak break for the dogs, one to fill up on fuel, and a third to drive through for lunch.
After unloading the car, went to the beer store and then after drinking a beer and checking out the beach, went to the grocery store to load up. Life is good!
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Wally World
Getting the Walkers to the beach is similar to "family vacation", but with 2 dogs getting to the beach alive! Pat packs tons of stuff. This year, I picked up a cool top carrier for her Vue.
It holds three large duffel bags. So we were able to put all our bedding, cloths, and even a "Shoe" duffel bag in it. Yes, we have enough shoes for a year. Being a guy, I could do with two shoes. Sneakers and flip flops. But that is me.
It holds three large duffel bags. So we were able to put all our bedding, cloths, and even a "Shoe" duffel bag in it. Yes, we have enough shoes for a year. Being a guy, I could do with two shoes. Sneakers and flip flops. But that is me.
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