Category Archives: Adventures
While I can’t complain about having a week off of work to spend at the beach, I will say that Hugh and I were less than thrilled when the 10 friends who had inhabited our giant house left us mid-week.
That afternoon we had about 45 minutes of beach time before thunder storms rolled in and forced us inside for less than entertaining daytime TV and afternoon naps. We eventually got up the motivation to go see a movie (Bad Teacher), came back and made dinner from the remnants of various friends’ shopping trips, ate dinner, watched more bad TV, and slept again. Ah, the joys of vacation.
The next day we were determined to have an adventure, so we drove a few miles over to Roanoke Island to see some history and take in some sights. Roanoke Island was the infamous site of the “Lost Colony,” a group of settlers who went inexplicably missing within three years. It is also where the first American child, Virginia Dare, was born. This is a monument to her:
Sometime after settlers came back, they built a fort to defend against the Spanish. I’m pretty sure it’s call Fort Raleigh.
It’s pretty much just earthworks with a flag in the middle, but I’m sure it did the trick at the time.
Roanoke Island is also home to the country’s longest-running outdoor production, a play about the Lost Colony called, “The Lost Colony.” Andy Griffith got his acting start in the production, and lives on the island to this day. It’s actually in an outdoor theater in front of this building, which I apparently don’t have pictures of.
When we were bored of the Lost Colony — approximately 30 minutes later — we took a last minute left turn and parked it in Manteo for the afternoon. We walked across the bridge to Manteo’s Waterfront Festival Park, declined to pay $8 to see the museum, make believe Indian Village, and recreated ship Elizabeth II, and walked back.
We took in the sights at Manteo’s tiny waterfront full of boats, restaurants, inns, shops and boutiques…
And ran into this little guy (who I’m convinced is a fox pup).
We spent the rest of the afternoon (and week) with some family that happened to be staying less than a mile down the road from us:
When I say family, I mean they’re not related by blood but they are family. They’re my godparents (my parents’ best friends) and their parents, siblings, siblings-in-law, nieces and nephews. And they were just wonderful to include us in their fun for the rest of the week.
I’m sad vacation is over. On to planning the next trip!
Last week I was in Nags Head, NC with friends for our fourth annual Friends Beach Trip.
These guys came:
And so did these guys:
And these guys came to teach everyone how to expertly boogie board:
I was there, too!
We started July 4th with a salute to the Star Spangled Banner at 10 a.m. and continued it with American beer:
In between days with too-cold water and jelly fish-infested water, we played in the ocean:
And Benjamin enjoyed his half-day before having to head home to go back to work. Adulthood sucks.
Jessie was not a fan of Benjamin’s early departure:
But we managed to get a group photo before he left (unfortunately we were missing D for this one):
After showering up from the beach, our America celebration continued with matching (blurry) girls:
And unruly boys:
And slightly less unruly (blurry) boys:
Despite many, many attempts, Jessie and I got a blurry picture:
We feasted like champions the next morning on gourmet breakfasts of mac-and-cheese-with-cut-up-hot-dogs, pasta salad and eggs.
On the last night before all the friends left, we had an accidental/mandatory uniform night:
And on Wednesday we had a fancy group lunch at Sonic before everyone left Hugh and me to fend for ourselves the rest of the week.
It was quite the pig-out session and it was Jessie’s very first Sonic experience:
I think she liked it.
Then we said goodbye, everyone left, and Hugh and I went back to the big, empty beach house and settled into our friendless depression.
Just kidding, it wasn’t that bad.
But I will save that update for tomorrow.
This is what I looked like when I finished my run last night:
I looked down at my Endomondo app on my phone and it looked like this:
If you think my faulty screen shot (photo credits: Hugh) is fooling you, this is what it looked like on Endomondo online:
I ran 4.06 miles in 46 minutes, 39 seconds. The speed is clearly not what I’m excited about (I’m slow as they come, plus we stopped for a bit to play with a golden retriever puppy named Bentley).
It’s the 4 miles part that’s got me doing cartwheels.
Remember when I was excited about 3 and I knew I could do more? Well my most recent run (a whole week ago, in Tulsa, OK) was rough. I had to walk after about 2 miles — the Oklahoma heat and sparse shade was too much for me. See my so-so progress (for the runs I’ve tracked with GPS):
So it felt extra good at 3 miles tonight, that I was able to say to Hugh (who could run a 10K without ever training at all), “Let’s do one more little lap!” He eventually stopped at 3.62 miles, because I said my app’s distance was a little behind his and I wanted to finish the same distance as him. But as I rounded 3.62, I was thinking, why not just make it count all the way to 4, just to see it?
So I ran laps in my apartment’s parking lot, back and forth past Hugh, until the GPS tracked up to 4 miles. And I could have done more. Again, I realized that this 10K — excessive heat notwithstanding — is totally doable. And that’s a really, really good feeling.
The endorphins help a little.
Even though it was 100 degrees and the air was thick with humidity, the girls from work and I sat outside at Hank’s Oyster Bar Wednesday night to celebrate another month of trivia success.
Who cares how hot it is when you’re about to feast on fresh oysters with fun people?
And the food did not disappoint — goldfish to start with, onion rings, cucumber salad, fried oysters and oysters on the half shell, dark chocolate for dessert and a cool glass of white wine.
If the servers had not been moving the umbrellas on the patio to block the sun from us as it set, we would have definitely fried to death. The things we’ll endure for a good meal…
In other news, this song is constantly stuck in my head these days:
Now it’s in yours too! Enjoy!