beach

The Neverending Night
     We made our way down the darkend walkway to the dimly lit house on the corner. All that was heard was the slap of our feet hitting the concrete beneath us. Soon enough, my grandmother's beautifully decorated house began coming into view and sudden laughter echoed...

category:beach
Memorial at Omaha Beach Omaha Beach Experience
Our bus pulled into a quiet parking lot. It was overcast and the beach ahead of us wasn't like the ones back in California. It was quiet, with very few people scattered along the shore. They weren't building sand castles or chasing each other into the waves; they were either walking...

category:Exploring
Sand, Sunsets, and a Myriad of Shells... Sanibel
12:00 pm EST in Fleetwood, Pennsylvania.                The van is packed.                 We have a headcount of 6.                 Destination: 26°N, 82°W.  ...

category:Vacation
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