Some of my summer vacation memories (ha, who am I kidding,
most) include my parents and brother, aunts, uncles and cousins in the Outer
Banks (I’m talking back before anyone had OBX stickers on their cars).
We would pack up like the Beverly Hillbillies and
caravan down together – leaving in the middle of the night and getting into the
Outer Banks just in time for the back seat to wake up because the sun was
rising and we were getting hungry.
We would rent enormous houses on the beach and settle in for
two weeks of fun in the sun and craziness. Those were the days ... besides the
incredible family bonding time, everyone really left everything behind in NY
& PA and totally chilled. Kids bunked together and every adult couple got
their own room. Each family was in charge of making dinner at least one night
and there were nights where we would venture out to one of our favorite local
spots (a table for 15+ was not always the easies of feats).
But what truly made those summers so special was the amazing
bonds we formed year after year. People would always hear that we were going
away for two weeks with our family and say “oh my god, how can you all be
together for that long?” or “don’t you guys fight?” – they say you can pick
your friends but you can’t pick you family and you know what I was lucky enough
that I got dealt an amazing family!
We’ve weathered hurricanes, been evacuated off the island,
had some great houses and some not so great houses – but we managed to make the
most out of every year and every situation.
We haven’t been back to the Outer Banks in about 5 years and
there isn’t a summer that rolls around that I don’t wish we were packing up the
car to head down to North Carolina for another fun-filled 2 weeks of being
beach bums.
Have you ever been to the Outer Banks? If not I highly
recommend it! We’ve stayed in Nags Head, Duck, Corolla and Cape Hatteras (Duck
was my favorite).
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