Day Seven

Today we were able to spend the day doing what we really needed to do:

Resting on an Atlantic Ocean Beach is different from resting on a Gulf Coast beach. It takes serious determination to  swim, for one thing. The waves are best experienced from the ankles down. Or else risk serious bodily injury unless your lifeguard skills are up to par. The sand will take off a few layers of skin as you collect the numerous shells and bits of sea glass, so many more scavenging opportunities churning around your agitated ankles.  I think I cleaned sand out of every cracked and crevice of my body and I never actually went swimming. That sand is no joke.

We took all these differences in stride, of course, because every beach is awesome at its core.

We played and collected shells all day, pausing only for lunch back at the RV, which was so close it was nothing to return for every little thing, unlike where we camp in Destin where it is a one mile bike ride each way.

In the late afternoon, Mom took the kids to the resort quality pool here at Camp Hatteras, one of the best little RV parks we've been to yet. I cooked dinner (pork loin, rice pilaf, and corn on the cob) and now we sit out enjoying the ocean breeze and cool evening.

Tomorrow we head out for home, stopping at a lighthouse and the Wright Brothers Memorial. We'll sleep a couple of nights on the road before we make it home, but this way we won't be so miserable with our driving days and maybe we can see some cool stuff along the way.  Looking forward to getting back home to our activities and our school year that only just started. Nice to squeeze the last bits out of summer while we can. Such a fun experience and I hope we can have many more of them to come.