Beach Weekend
Aug. 27th, 2012 09:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sparkfrostFor the... fourth? year in a row, Palmer and I have gone with friends to Ocean City for a long weekend/vacation. This year it was Palmer and I, two other couples, and two friends who came without their significant others. We rented a townhouse right on the edge of Delaware, and were there from Thursday night up to today. It was fun! Weather wasn't as great as the Wednesday forecast said it'd be, but oh well.
So yeah, Thursday night we got there first (as we tend to do), and had a beer while waiting for others to arrive. Once everyone got there, there was a lot MORE beer drinking, and lots of talking and hanging out on the porch. Until like, 4 in the morning. Friday we got up and went to "breakfast" at 12, then hit up the beach. The water was pretty great that day- rough, but not so bad it was scary. Plus, all that wave action meant that there was very little sand left in my bathing suit. Additional plus, the rash guard I bought from REI not only looked cute, but totally prevented sunburn!
Friday we stayed up late again, and the other girls and I indulged in Skinny Girl margaritas, Prosecco, and red wine. That may have been a mistake, as Saturday I was CRAZY hungover. Saturday was also rainy and gross, and so not much happened. We went to breakfast, then came back to the house and basically everyone passed out for a while. Palmer woke me up around 3 and we (along with his former housemates) all walked over to the community pool to swim (and drink a beer) in the rain. That night we went out to go grocery shopping, and ended up making salad and ordering pizza. I also passed out crazy early.
Sunday was another beautiful day, and since we'd bought a bunch of breakfast food at the grocery store, we stayed in for that meal, and then headed to the beach. Unfortunately, the wind and rain had created a perfect storm of tidal roughness that made actually getting into the ocean quite difficult and scary. Palmer and I got past the break when we first got in, but it was still so rough that we quickly got out of the water. After that was an hour or so of beach volleyball (my overhand serve is the shit!) and then another attempt at the water. Didn't go in past the break, but did play in the surf and dive through a wave or two. Got a TON of sand everywhere, which was slightly less fun.
That night we grilled and hung out on the porch again. Mostly an awesome time, except for a few minutes of horror when the GIANT spider that lived on the porch decided that its new web should go between the wall and our friend's chair. So, after some shrieking, I kept Shelob illuminated with my flashlight while Stuart relocated that chair to the yard.
Today was cleaning, Dunkin Donuts, mini golf, and the drive home. Tonight is wine and catching up on TV episodes. Good times!
So yeah, Thursday night we got there first (as we tend to do), and had a beer while waiting for others to arrive. Once everyone got there, there was a lot MORE beer drinking, and lots of talking and hanging out on the porch. Until like, 4 in the morning. Friday we got up and went to "breakfast" at 12, then hit up the beach. The water was pretty great that day- rough, but not so bad it was scary. Plus, all that wave action meant that there was very little sand left in my bathing suit. Additional plus, the rash guard I bought from REI not only looked cute, but totally prevented sunburn!
Friday we stayed up late again, and the other girls and I indulged in Skinny Girl margaritas, Prosecco, and red wine. That may have been a mistake, as Saturday I was CRAZY hungover. Saturday was also rainy and gross, and so not much happened. We went to breakfast, then came back to the house and basically everyone passed out for a while. Palmer woke me up around 3 and we (along with his former housemates) all walked over to the community pool to swim (and drink a beer) in the rain. That night we went out to go grocery shopping, and ended up making salad and ordering pizza. I also passed out crazy early.
Sunday was another beautiful day, and since we'd bought a bunch of breakfast food at the grocery store, we stayed in for that meal, and then headed to the beach. Unfortunately, the wind and rain had created a perfect storm of tidal roughness that made actually getting into the ocean quite difficult and scary. Palmer and I got past the break when we first got in, but it was still so rough that we quickly got out of the water. After that was an hour or so of beach volleyball (my overhand serve is the shit!) and then another attempt at the water. Didn't go in past the break, but did play in the surf and dive through a wave or two. Got a TON of sand everywhere, which was slightly less fun.
That night we grilled and hung out on the porch again. Mostly an awesome time, except for a few minutes of horror when the GIANT spider that lived on the porch decided that its new web should go between the wall and our friend's chair. So, after some shrieking, I kept Shelob illuminated with my flashlight while Stuart relocated that chair to the yard.
Today was cleaning, Dunkin Donuts, mini golf, and the drive home. Tonight is wine and catching up on TV episodes. Good times!
