Growing up my parents made sure they kept me safe and out of trouble whether that meant putting seemingly unnecessary restrictions on more or not. So when I discovered I would be allowed to take a beach trip with my friends this summer I was overjoyed! Finally I was going to be able to pan without parent supervision. The group consisted of my closest friends and me, making a well-balanced group of four to travel with. For two weeks straight we looked up hotels, motels, resorts, and condos. Oh by the way, did I mention we chose Ocean City, Maryland? Not the most ideal places to find a place in the middle of July. Then we found it, the Beach Bum Motel. It had a room available with two double beds and a full kitchen, a real dreamboat for a few seventeen-year-old girls. The next day, that room was ours with a little help from my debit card and a phone call to the motel.
All too soon the room went from perfect down to reality. Our meager motel required us to bring what we thought were condiments, including sheets, towels, toiletries, and yes, even trash bags. Decision time came again…do we buckle down and take our cheap motel or find another place? After some deep thought and a slightly angry call to the manager, we decided that a full kitchen was worth it. The month leading up to our newest adventure was full of shopping trips both together and individually. Items on the list: paper products, sheets, toilet paper and most importantly, clothes!
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The long awaited morning arrived, with four tired, luggage clad, extremely excited piled into a car for a six hour drive. The first glimpse of the shimmering ocean was enough to set our hearts fluttering and mouths chattering. With a few hours before check-in, we decided to stop along the boardwalk and found a wonderful place called Conner’s Café. There we enjoyed crab bisque, crab poppers, shrimp, and quality french fries! That was just the start of the wonderful people we would meet, and the everlasting memories we would create.
There’s just something about four girls on a beach. In a span of five days, we became even closer by sharing memories, secrets, good times, and bad times. Not only did we connect with each other, we found people from all over the world that were looking for a new beginning or exploring a fresh life. Of course there were boys, but there were times we were completely content to sit on the beach listening to the crash of the waves against the shore. One feels intimately close to nature with her toes in the sand ocean washing over her feet. We changed that week. We became stronger, more mature, and closer. Because of our beach bum adventure, we became beach bum sisters. Vacation only lasted five days, but the friendship we molded will last as long as our hearts desire!
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