|Sunrise at Virginia Beach, July 2011|
When I was growing up I really thought that everyone took vacations to places like Virginia Beach, VA. I loved going to Virginia Beach (referred to from here on simply as "the Beach"). Each year we would start asking my father if we were going to be going on vacation sometime around March. The answer was always the same..."Maybe". That was good enough as a "Yes" to a kid and I was a planner so I'd start packing...in April.
|Aimee and Cherie Tabor playing on Virginia Beach|
|My mom, Alice, with Aimee and me at VA Beach|
|Benjamin and Daniel Cayemberg collecting shells at VA Beach|
|My husband and kids at VA Beach|
|Rick and Danny on VA Beach at sunrise|
Still, even with the craziness of my awful eating habits it was the height of the year for me. We would get inflatable rafts and ride the waves in. They call it body surfing now, I suppose, and I had so much fun doing it. It was hard to get my little sister, Aimee, and I out of the water to do anything else and my dad would body surf with us. Great fun.
My other favorite thing to do was to visit the souvenir shops along the beach. Yeah, I can appreciate today that they are pretty much filled with crap, but to a kid it was awesome crap! We never got to buy too much, but every now and then, when my dad had an employed year, we'd be able to get some souvenirs. I remember a wind up dolphin that would float in the bathtub and swim around. It lasted a couple weeks before it died. They still make them by the way!
I will always have fond memories of the Beach although as an adult I can look back and understand that it wasn't perfect. What is? But the memories are perfect. Pure joy. Pure innocence as a child oblivious to all the difficulties of the world. Just having fun.
I wanted my two boys to share in those experiences, so this year as we drove from Texas to Pennsylvania to see my family, the Beach was one of those places we had to stop at. It looked the same. The hotels, the shops, the beach. Not much changed. People still plucking jellyfish out of the water and poking them. Sitting on towels and kids playing in the sand. No body surfing for my 5 year old, but my 10 year old and husband did enjoy riding some waves sans raft/board. The little one and I contented ourselves with jumping over the waves and staying cool.
|The sunrise over the Atlantic|
Thanks for reminiscing with me.