The Jersey Shore

No, they don't refer to it as the beach like the rest of us do - and I still don't know why, but I have a few more months to find out! When Mike and I arrived here 3 years ago, we frolicked down to Atlantic City to experience the "shore." Boy...we were disappointed. There was nothing beautiful about it as we are extremely partial to the Gulf. Needless to say, we didn't rush off to the shore during the summer like the locals in the following years. However, last month, we had the opportunity to participate in a Special Olympics Relay Marathon along the shore. There were five of us who each ran a leg. Mike had the longest with 6.5 miles and I had the shortest with 3. He still beat me. This was my first race ever, and the results are... I am still the slowest person ever pretending to run. Mike, however, beat his personal record. Back to my original thoughts about the shore... BOY WERE WE WRONG! The Shore is really great as long as you go to the right spots. The beaches were clean, the houses were in pristine, immaculate condition, no matter the age. It was like a step into a movie (Pleasantville and Truman come to mind). People were exercising along the boardwalk. Kids were playing in the sand and on the playgrounds...it was just great. With this newfound knowledge in mind, we finally drove down to Cape May last week with Aunt Marilyn and Judy. It is a quaint little historic town with a lighthouse. If you get a chance while you are in NJ, check out Cape May, Seaside Heights, Seagirt, and Asbury Park. What a nice slice of life!

Kensley thought it was funny to cover her feet in the sand.

Aunt Mah-lyn showed Kensley a seashell...she thought rocks were better?!?

Now this sand stuff is awesome! (Good thing!)