No, I'm not talking about scary self-tanner, bumpits, and steroids.
I'm talking about walks on the beach, Springer's Ice Cream, the Shack, cute lifeguards, the Rocking Chair (where my parents met in Avalon), the Board Walk, sky full of stars and the smell of the salt air. There is nothing more perfect than falling asleep listening to the ocean.
I hope everyone gets to go to the beach at some point this summer. So far this summer I've been to a few beaches: Long Beach with my roomates, Portland with the Intermezzo gang, and Fire Island with old friends. Don't get me wrong I love any beach, any time, any where, but I still must say I love the Jersey shore.
I even wrote a paper about how much I loved the shore when I was in high school. My godmother, Aunt Sally Ann moved down the shore when I was younger and I wasn't sure how I was going to be able to deal with her being away. She used to live next door to us in Philly, it turns out having an Aunt down the shore is the best thing ever. I would go down for weeks at a time and those memories are some of my best.
I think my parents and I are headed down the shore either tomorrow, or the next day.
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