Anyway, I did not go last year because I was in California, and I did not think I would be going this year because G and I were supposed to be going to Hawaii (ugh, still not over it. THANKS SEQUESTER.) However, once I found out that I now had no plans for MDW, my friends and I started thinking about what we were going to do. Not many of our friends were going to Duck; everyone kept saying "I don't know if I really want to go, but I want to go somewhere." DC is a ghost town on MDW and we did not want to be stuck here when everyone else was gone celebrating summer's return. Well about a month or so ago, we all realized that we didn't have any plans, so everyone ended up deciding to go ahead and make reservations in open houses.
I was really looking forward to going. Not for a chance to go insane, throw some glitter make it rain, but more so a chance to SIT on the beach and RELAX. Caity, Krystale and I left Friday after work and actually made it there in pretty good time considering the stigma MDW traffic carries with it. We got there a little before midnight: as soon as I saw the ocean, I instantly became more carefree.
Saturday I decided that I was going to do a photo project over the weekend and start semi-mocking common pics you see from Duck. I present to you..."The Duck Beach experience."
The getting-ready-for-the-Glow in the Dark-party mirror selfie.
The chillin-on-the-beach-at-midnight pic.
The feet-in-the-sand pic.
The thighs pic.
The sampling-local-food pic.
The hot tub pic.
The walking-down-the-beach pic.
The ocean pic.
The beach selfie.
The name-in-the-sand pics.
The babes-in-bathing suits-on-the-beach pic.
The wading-in-the-water pic.
The time-to-go-home pics.
Joking aside, it was a very relaxing vacation. Here are some more highlights:
Saturday it was a tad chilly and windy, so this was my attire until it warmed up.
Anchors, anchors everywhere.
Loving my girl Krystale.
Sunday morning we locked ourselves out of our bathroom, so here we are watching a You Tube tutorial on how to successfully break back in. (We ended up having to go to the Ace down the street to buy a tiny screwdriver.)
I just like the sand here.
Andddd last but NOT LEAST, we stopped at Cookout in Norfolk on our way home. Always delicious.
I'm so glad I decided to go to Duck this year: I had a really nice time. The whole weekend my friends and I all felt very chill, loose, care-free and happy. There was no drama, no pressure, and no sadness. Our little groups of friends could do our own thing, but come together at night if we felt like it and party together, or just hang out. Probably my favorite moment was on Monday afternoon, when all the DC people ended up congregating at the same section on the beach-we haven't had a lot of opportunities to get that large of a group together since the ward realignment in January and it was nice to catch up, relax and laugh.
Needless to say, it was soooo tough readjusting back to normal life on Tuesday. Post-vacation depression is REAL and NOT FUN.
Until next time...
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