back from the beach

It was a long week full of fun, sun and some burnt buns...

ok, well maybe not, but it rhymed, and let's just say, maybe i coulda been a little more careful with the sunscreen? Just sayin.

We arrived home last night around 2am, after 16 hours of driving. UGH! It only took 12 hours getting down there, but on the way back we were stuck from richmond to DC approximately 100 miles for FIVE HOURS.

I have a list of different topics to blog about from the trip, so if you don't mind (heck, who cares if you do, this is my blog after all) I'll be writing a lot about the trip for the next few days. I will however spice it all up with pictures, since my writing can be rather drab at times.

We left on Sunday afternoon at 4pm and arrived in Wilmington at 4am. Since nothing was really open at that time we decided to head straight for the beach and wait for the sun to rise. When I was down before, I only visited Wrightsville Beach, so that's where we went. We took our big beach blanket out into the sand in the misty early morning and slept for almost an hour before the faintest light started breaking through the night sky.



I tried my best to enjoy it for all it was worth, but by the time it got even this light, I was tired, hungry, a little cold and kinda grumpy. So we set out for McDonald's and got some delicious and nutritious breakfast.

We arrived at our campground of choice at 7:30am and began setting up camp. By 8:30 I was sweating so much that I started chiding myself on how I could have been stupid enough to think that camping in North Carolina in August was a good idea. Seriously, what's wrong with me?

Anyways, I was up early enough one other morning to see the sunrise again, but no pictures that time. We were up to run... and let me tell you a secret. If I actually lived in NC, I would no longer be running. I have never sweat so much in my life. I used to think that I like to sweat. That's because when I sweat up here, it's like, "ope, there's a little drop of sweat running off my forehead." Whereas down there it's like, "omg I can't see anymore because so much sweat has dripped into my eye."

You love that mental picture, don't lie.

The mental picture I have right now though is of my bed. Beds are so not overrated, and I'm looking forward to getting in mine right now :)