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October 17, 2007

VA Beach Part 2

Saturday Morning I woke up early and took a ride on my bike on the boardwalk for some exercise. I stopped for breakfast at the Pocahontas Pancake and Waffle Shoppe. They have some great pecan pancakes and waffles. A bit of advice, it doesn't take much syrup to enhance the flavor, which I learned the hard way. I was feeling totally sugared out by the time I finished that meal.

Went back to the hotel and grabbed the bodyboard and hit the beach. I have never been bodyboarding before, so I got out there and slowly learned how to catch a good wave. After about an hour in the water, I headed to my spot on the beach, laid down, watched people for a while, and then proceeded to nap. I woke up with a nice bit of sunburn on my right side, ouch! Got up, went back to the hotel to rinse off, and decided to take a walk up the retail side of the boardwalk. I made a few inquiries into some things I wanted, but I was good and decided to wait.

Later in the afternoon I took a drive up Shore Drive to see what was available in the area. I got some nice pictures along the way before heading back in. That night I decided to catch an early bird special down at a local restaurant. I basically gorged myself on a seafood buffet, including crab legs, just because I felt like spoiling myself. The meal was good, and I got my money's worth, so I was cool with that. I read some more of Atlas Shrugged in the hotel before heading to bed.

Sunday was up, exercise, then breakfast, before hitting the beach again. This time I had better waves, and it meant a longer amount of time in the water. This time I was smarter about it and wore sunscreen to minimize any further damage. After about 4 hours on the beach, I headed back in and relaxed throughout the rest of the afternoon. That evening I hit a local pizza place for dinner.

Monday it was time to head back home. I finished some leftover Chinese food, then packed up and checked out of the hotel. I took one last walk along the water before I headed towards home. I stopped at the Yorktown Victory Center along the way. That place was fun in that it was a lot more interactive. I got to see medical care during the Revolutionary War, I also got to watch them demonstrate firing a mortar and a musket. There was lots of noise of course. I tried getting a picture of the mortar firing, but I think I timed it too perfectly because the picture blurred. I don't know if it was because I moved or because the vibration of the shockwave hit right as the shutter was open, but still, it was fun to watch.

Eventually I got home and unpacked. All in all, it was a rather enjoyable weekend. I could not have asked for more perfect beach weather as it was nice and warm, and the water felt great. I also came to a few conclusions that weekend. First and foremost, I rather enjoy being on my own, especially the aspect of being able to do whatever the fuck I want, and I don't have to answer to anyone for it. I am back in touch with the part of me that's a history buff because let's be honest, I may not be here forever, and I should see all of the historical things I can. I also know my wild side is alive and well in a number of ways. I really enjoy being out on the water in some way, shape, or form. I am always comfortable and it puts me in a good place. I still can't stand line dancing. I am who I am, and no one is going to control or change that about me. I don't need a man to make me happy, it's all in my own head.

1 comment:

  1. "I don't need a man to make me happy, it's all in my own head."

    Beer is a better replacement for men anyway ;-) Beer and one's own hand ;-)