Just before summer ended we took our regular Virginia Beach trip. We usually hit this spot over spring break and the water is just too cold and the weather unpredictable. But this time, in late August it was so great. We usually hit Williamsburg and Busche Gardens. But not this year. This year we just enjoyed the beach day after lovely day. I love the beach because everyone in the family has a great time. The boys play in the waves while the girls make sand castles and collect shells. I read a book and T flies a kite. We all enjoy the beach. We decided to not feel overly gross about the last day when they were telling us to get out of the water due to the city issuing a high bacteria level in the water. We just showered twice when returning home that night. One of the pools at our hotel had a similar bacterial level but we won't go there either. I just hope the brave lady in the pool trying to scoop it out with a plastic grocery bag took a shower or a bleach bath when she returned home that evening.
Anyways many good memories were made. It was made even more clear to me this evening when I read the following essay by Middle Boy. His english assignment was to write an essay that showed imagery and sensory. I think he did justice to both. And I glad that before we left we booked another week for the following August 2011. T, who usually has to have his arm slightly twisted to go on vacations was all for it. Yup... We love the beach. Now here is Middle Boy's essay:
|Before the sand throwing...|
|Storms off disgusted...|
|She loves the beach!|