This past Memorial Day weekend, I paid my first homage to the beautiful shores of Outer Banks, North Carolina and the famed "Duck Beach" where so many hordes of young adults throng for a weekend of sand, fun, and whatever else in which young adults may want to indulge. As one friend put it, "it was like a Mormon rave... glo-sticks and Deer Park bottles EVERYWHERE..."
I returned home to icky, sticky hot weather and thoroughly depressed to have to face another dreary work week, but my future is somewhat brightened by an impending trip to Cancun in June... I know, what a tedious life I lead. To get myself prepped I humbly submit the following:
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Hmm...I wanted to go to Duck...but I told myself long ago that I wouldn't be caught dead at a place where young adults "throng". ewww....
UPC - don't judge until you have experienced "The Duck". Jen, too, was a skeptic, but as you have just read, she did enjoy herself. And I am not a particular fan of the whole "thronging" idea either, but had a fabulous time! Sigh. I miss the beach.
And Jen...I love you, but secretly I hate you and Becky for all the fabulous trips you get to take this summer. Hmph. I'll just stay here in sticky DC and sweat until you come back. Boo.
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