Where my blog becomes Uncle Ned’s Vacation Pictures Slideshow…except you can click away…but you will miss the cute…I’m just saying…
Trust me, this place isn’t just beautiful sunsets, ocean views, bay views, teacup rides with cute Jersey boys, Ferris Wheels, crazy humidified hair, henna tattoos and ballerinas dancing in the sand and crabs that I never had a chance to really enjoy because my circus clowns are Philistines refusing to even try the local fare…like crabs. It is so much more.
Where we stayed, we really could pretty much walk anywhere…if one was not handicapped with a walking cast…or really wanted to walk. Me, I wanted to walk everywhere. I secretly envied every single early morning jogger and runner I saw. Walking or not, Ocean City is a pretty easy place to get around where one can enjoy
with giant slides
and climb-y things
little roller coasters
and big ones too…and bumper cars…and so many other rides…and dippin’ dots…and funnel cake.
There were rainy days on the boardwalk…
Three miles of boardwalk
with a piercing parlor, henna tattoo kiosks, t-shirt store and a Sunsations about every 25 feet or so..
all kinds of art.
There were early morning boat rides…
on the Atlantic Ocean with dolphins all around…
but no sharks.
Thank goodness for that.
Because, at last! Finally, a perfect day for the beach…no dancing, dance team gatherings or babysitting, no rain or thunder and lightning…finally!
Hurray! I might have taken the boot off. How else do you think I could get out there?
Sure I’ll pay for taking the boot off later but it was so worth it.
Because there was the ocean to play in…
and sandcastles to build with a new friend, Sally, by the seashore.