I think everyone has their places that feel like a second home. For me, it's the beach. I've spent my whole life traveling to the beach for vacation. Before my parent's purchased their spot, we rented a house for a week with family. Out of everything I remember from my childhood, memories from the beach are probably some of the strongest.
As an adult, I've loved being able to share my love for the shore with Tim (who pretty much already loved the beach anyway, so it wasn't very hard to get him loving it again). We've even begun unintentionally creating our own little beach traditions that fit what we love to do (and eat!) This past week was a complete relaxation. We slept in a bit, relaxed on the beach, rode bikes, walked the boards, grilled, and had two campfires complete with s'mores. Safe to say we are looking forward to the next weekend we get to spend down there!
Photos: Lake in our campground / Car ride to Ocean City boardwalk / OC Boardwalk / Beating Tim in $4 mini-golf / Batting cages / Our hammock / Local herbs from West Cape May Farmer's Market / Tim with our watermelon drink / local eggplants and squash / I've been into tie-front tops lately / His & Hers from our second tasting at Cape May Brewery (This place is phenominal) / So many varieties on tap! / Honey Porter eyes / Kohr Brothers in Wildwood.