Last weekend we took a quick trip to the beach. Back in the fall, we had received one of those too-good-to-be-true e-mails from a resort we often frequent, and we jumped at the chance to have a final weekend at the beach before winter arrived. Due to circumstances beyond our control, we had to cancel our trip. We rescheduled, and then canceled again. Last weekend was our third attempt, and we tentatively packed and prepared to depart. Skip's parents joined us, and we had a wonderful time.
The first night there we explored the village and took Gracie to her favorite restaurant, Cantina Laredo. In a word: queso. She likes what she likes.
The next morning, having checked the forecast closely in the days leading up to our trip, we took to the beach early. The weather was chilly; perfect for a sweatshirt, capri pants and bare feet. I could have stayed out there for days on end, blissfully enjoying the beach without the involvement of perspiration. It was heavenly.
I have no idea what the winter version of the umbrellas are called, but they were perfect for keeping the wind at bay.
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| Skip, Wm Geo and Sally |
The trio were perfectly comfortable since running around and digging various holes in the sand tended to keep them warm.
William George had a moment of reservation when we first arrived. He said, "NO!" and "STOPPIT!" to the wind, and he even asked to go back inside.
"I go inside," he said.
Fortunately, he stuck it out and ended up having a blast.
After a few laps on the beach, he was in love (again).
We were expecting rain the following day so we decided to spend the entire day on the beach.
Since we had all of that time on our hands, the trio enjoyed digging, making sandcastles and getting their feet wet in the gulf.
Papa joined in on the fun.
Grace, our resident bird watcher, added a number of birds (sea gulls, blue heron, sparrows, sand piper, egret) to her bird log, and she saw several pelicans and got to watch them dive for fish.
Aside from birding, they enjoyed the beach after a long winter.
We actually stayed in Saturday night and ordered pizza from a restaurant in the village. We knew we had some rain to contend with Sunday so we struck out early for Seaside. We checked out all the sights of 30A, and then stopped for lunch at Great American Cafe, one of our favorites.
When the rain arrived, we were prepared with a new movie (Planes), coloring and playing various games with Papa (Simon Says, Red Light/Green Light, Mother May I).
By Monday, the rain had subsided. We took in some shopping, had a nice lunch and then headed home. Our quick trip was a just what we needed to say goodbye to winter and welcome spring.
PS: Special thanks to Papa and Gran!
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