Brad and I decided to take a long weekend to go to the beach...one last "hoo-rah" before the baby comes. I thought it would be a good idea to go before the weather became too hot and humid and I became a whale.
So, we went down to one of our favorite spots, Hunting Island. We adore Hunting Island, because it's a state park and so it's not overly crowded with gift shops and high-rise hotels and throngs of tourists. However, Beaufort is 15 minutes away if you decide you want to venture out and dine and shop. We always get a campsite within sight of the ocean, and it's the most relaxing feeling in the world to sit out by a bonfire at night, talking to one another and listening to the sound of the tides crashing onto the shore.
We spent the time walking and exploring trails with the dogs. At night we spent time by the bonfire, sometimes in deep conversation, at other times enjoying the silence. We were out on the beach all day Sunday, and I completely forgot to apply sunblock, so I was burnt to a crisp. Normally I have a nice base tan from the tanning bed, but since that is one of the things you are banned from during pregnancy, I was as white as a ghost when we first arrived at the beach. Now I'm a tomato with a raccoon face, because I wore chunky sunglasses and it left an awful tan-line. Brad and I joked that we were quite a sight...me being a pregnant tomato and him having the most obvious farmer's tan of all time!!
We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves and left feeling relaxed, but bittersweet, because it's the last time we will be vacationing, just the two of us. I'm sure we will still be able to get away from time to time, but it will be a rarity and I'm sure we'll worry about our kids the whole time. We talked about renting a cottage on Edisto Island next year and just having a laid back vacation with Vivian. It will certainly be a few years before we'll be ready to tackle a place with numerous attractions and activities (ie Pigeon Forge/Gatlinburg).
No comments:
Post a Comment