beach – A Measured Life

Growing up, my Gran lived near the Jersey shore, not far from Ocean City. As a small child I’d spend a few weeks with her in the summers, and we’d often spend the day walking the boardwalk or building sandcastles that would eventually be slowly washed away by the incoming tide.

I’ve never been much of a beach bum, but I make the one hour pilgrimage every year to spend the day on the boards, soaking up the smells of my childhood: sand, the sea, sunscreen, and the occasional funnel cake. I feel the warmth of the sun and the cooling breezes, and hear the surf and the seagulls and the funny things that people talk about on the beach. (“He had super weird hair but, I mean, he was pretty cute.”)

The Hubs and I arrived just after 10 am, and immediately hit the beach. We took turns walking along the water’s edge, and laying beneath our colorful beach umbrella. Around noon we packed our things and walked the boards, browsing the restaurants to find a place for lunch. (After some selfies, of course!)

We wound up eating at Cafe Beach Club, and it was really great! The Hubs had a burger and I indulged in a crab cake sandwich with lettuce, tomato and BACON on a CROISSANT! It was fabulous (and the service was great, too)! We even stopped and grabbed some Jersey shore staples: salt water taffy and almond and coconut macaroons.

We walked the boards some more and snagged some Polish Water Ice before heading back home. It was gorgeous weather and a wonderful day. Can’t wait til next year!