This past week the Chick and I were in the northern state where Molly lives with her mom Songbird. We were on a work related trip that we were pretending was a vacation. Visiting with Songbird's family made it seem LOTS more like a vacation. We had some of the best fries ever and a lovely visit! We even got to hear Molly's famous Ruu-ruu.
We spent a lot of time in our car over the ten days we were gone. At one point it felt like we had spent an entire day just in the Bronx as we ventured south. Actually it was just two hours but what a long two hours!
We saw our friend the Jersey Girl for a couple of days. As always we had a great time with her. One night we went to the local boardwalk where there was a dance. It was a fascinating combination of people. Many of the young adults were a part of a program for mentally challenged teens. They were having a great time along with moms, dads, little kids and seniors. There were people from all kinds of backgrounds, in all kinds of colors. It made for wonderful people watching. And as the Chick pointed out, nobody seemed to notice or care about all the differences. They were just there to dance and listen to the music.
I had more than one opportunity to just sit and stare at the ocean. It was good for the soul. And on one night we sat on the beach and watched a spectacular fireworks show. We were as close to the place where they shot them off as you could be without being in danger of sparks in your hair. The Chick said it made her nervous but I thought it was exhilarating. You could feel the booms in your body as the rockets went off. It was fabulous! Not crowded. Not hot. Just a wonderful show of light and sound with the ocean at your feet. Such a treasure!