Day 3 of the family beach trip. It is absolutely marvelous.
There are 11 of us: Seven Shulls and four significant others. It is a merry group, and there is absolutely no expectations put on anyone. You want to sleep all day? No problem - no one wants to know where you are or insist you participate in any particular event. There is just a general acceptance and respect for the fact that this is everyone’s vacation.
The house is awesome. It’s got plenty of room to sleep everyone, and a spacious, open common area where everyone tends to congregate. There is also an ample deck, which faces the ocean and is shaded in the afternoon. It is extremely pleasant to just sit and feel the ocean wind on your face and listen to the waves. As the day progresses toward evening, you may even need a sweatshirt.
The beach itself is of course beautiful. It is a quarter mile walk from the house, maybe a little less. It’s not crowded, as we are past the peak season. The water is warm still, and even though there have been red flags posted, we can still wade in and get splashed by waves. Walking on the beach, searching for pretty shells, and exclaiming over the interesting creatures we find on the sand - all of these are things i have loved doing.
Today is the first time i’ve bothered to get on the computer. I checked in with work, and it appears to be functioning okay without me. Which is good - i don’t have to feel guilty about not being there, and can continue to just enjoy the week.
I don’t think i can remember the last time i took a full week off from work for simple relaxation. I’ve done this beach trip with the Shull family two previous times, but both times i only took a day or two off to make it a long weekend. Usually i spend my vacation on bridge tournaments, again generally for long weekends. This just feels so extremely luxurious, and i love it.
This week is also different from my own family’s vacations. I mentioned the fact that there is no pressure to perform in any way (my family does have a fair amount of that, intended or not). The biggest difference, however, is the copious amounts of alcohol. Beer and wine are consumed with gusto, and by everyone. After the first day, and we didn’t arrive until 4 pm, there was an entire trash bag filled with empty bottles. It’s pretty awesome, actually.
And now i think i’ll go sit on the deck some more, in the afternoon shade, prop up my legs and read for awhile. I’m reading a beautiful book called The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova. I’m sure i’ll be writing a review in the next couple of days.