Yes, it's been four days since I posted a new entry. I apologize. But I have good reasons.
I ran away to the beach to escape the news that I am allegedly now 30 years old. (This still has not sunk in -- for some reason, I feel like 27 or 28 is a better fit for the reality of how old I feel.)
Usually, when I go to the beach, it's Ocean City, Md.. This time, I went to Wildwood. It was my first experience at the Jersey Shore, and I was pleasantly surprised.
For one thing, it's about a mile from the boardwalk to the water, which got me thinking a lot about beach erosion, an important issue for many popular shore spots on the East Coast.
It also has more of a nostalgic feel to it. Probably because it's been around longer than OCMD.
Since it's August and nobody wants to read about anything too taxing, I'm going to keep this week's posts shore-related. So even if you're sitting in an office reading this, you can imagine you're by the breakers, digging your feet in the sand, watching the gulls soar.
While you're daydreaming, leave a comment and tell us, what's your favorite beach for summertime slacking?