I drove down to Rhode Island yesterday, and met up with the rest of our vacation group at my next to oldest sister’s house. Our group consists of both of my sisters, our mother, along with a childhood friend of my sisters and I, and my son, with four of his friends. We had a fire in the fire-pit last night, and we ate dinner outside under a star-less, but balmy, Pawtucket sky. The breeze was just perfect, and it sprinkled out a few times, and even though it remained overcast, we never saw the storms that were forecast earlier. We all had marshmallows and s’mores by the fireside, and joked, and we ‘olders’ told stories of our youth to this ‘think they’re all that’ generation (just as we did), and they seemed surprised that we were so much like them at their age.
My son and his friends slept on the lawn in my sister’s big tent, and we heard them laughing and talking into the wee hours of the morning. I never sleep well when I’m away from home anyway, but being at the beach all day is so exhausting.
It was a beautiful day and we spent it at Roger Wheeler State Beach, in Sand Hill Cove. The water temperature was beautiful and I stayed under the umbrella most of the day. We played in the water and I took lots of pictures of the kids for them, but I forgot my camera, so I’ll have to download whatever they put up on Facebook or Google+.
Now, we’re back at base camp, and the shower queue is long. I lost my coveted second-in-line spot because I started writing this blog, but it’s still hot enough that even a cold shower will feel great.
Yay for family vacations!
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