We spent the past week soaking up the sun at Ocean Isle Beach, NC, scouring sandbars for seashells, eating like scales don’t exist, and generally taking a break from the Real World for a while.
It was fantastic.
We haven’t taken a proper vacation in nearly two years, so when Matt suggested that we finally go somewhere earlier this year, I jumped at the chance and we booked that night. He really wanted to go back to Ocean Isle, NC – a place where he used to go with his sister and dad when he was a kid – for a week of forced relaxation. I say forced because we are such go getters and multi taskers, we needed a place with little or no options so we could fully unwind. Plus, I’ll confess, the idea of a week back on land with all of the amenities of a house was extremely appealing.
We were so excited that Matt convinced me to leave Friday night instead of early Saturday morning to get a jump start on the 8 hour drive and to beat traffic. After his cruising trip, he had the overnight shift down to a science and figured out a schedule so one of us could drive for a few hours while the other slept. Guess who ended up driving 5.5 of the 8 hours? Thanks, babe.
The first half of the week was gorgeous and sunny with a strong breeze coming off the water – perfect beach days. The last few were overcast and rainy, but were a different kind of perfect… the kind that provided an excuse to lay on the couch and watch TV, an activity that we haven’t done for nearly 2 months since the boat has neither a couch nor a TV. I felt guilty at first however, as the 4th episode of Castle came on and AMC ran previews for a Godfather marathon the next day, I finally let myself relax and enjoy just how awesome it felt to just veg out again.