4th Time is a Charm!

We have taken several beach vacations with Molly and each one has been a disaster not quite lived up to expectations.

First was Myrtle Beach. Didn’t care for the hotel, didn’t care for the crowds. Didn’t care for the town. Did care for our truck having an up-close-and-personal moment with a pole in the parking garage. Oh, and Molly was 2 1/2. Enough said.

Then there was the Outer Banks. We stayed in the absolute worst pig sty on the entire beach less than adequate accommodations. The storm that hit the day we arrived washed the entire beach about 200 yards out in the Atlantic Ocean. The riptides were so bad that they closed the beach to swimming almost daily. And did I mention the jellyfish?

Finally, there was the winter vacation to Naples, Florida--our all time favorite spot. Except for this time. We arrived on the first day of a cold spell and checked out the day it broke. I had to buy a parka. It was that cold. Don’t believe me? One morning it was 29 degrees. At the beach. In Southern Florida. Not fair, I say!

But this time, we finally got it right! On the recommendation of a good friend (thanks Stacy!) we booked a place in St. Augustine Florida, and it was a little slice of heaven.

First, the townhouse (it was on the beach—why wasn’t it called a beachhouse?). It was decorated with such style. It had everything we could need right down to sun visors, good beach reads, DVDs, laundry detergent and extra batteries. Totally equipped. And the shower was so incredible that we are considering redoing our own bathroom so that we can duplicate it at home. It was that good.

The view wasn’t too shabby either. This was what we looked at from our balcony each and every glorious day.If you looked left, this is what you saw: If you looked right, you saw this. Yes, surprisingly similar to the view left, but my point is, we were in paradise. In case you are interested, here is a shot of our condo from the beach. Not nearly as breathtaking, I know. We were on the second and third floor (two-story townhouse), third balcony from the right.

We hit the Publix Market on Day 1, loaded up with groceries and never left the townhouse again. Well, we did go out to dinner once. Tony told me that it was okay, but that I could cook better than any restaurant. Now, I know that this was just a transparent ploy to save money by getting me to do all of the cooking. But it worked and so we just stayed at the condo the.rest.of.the.vacation. Never left again.

How did we spend our days? Here of course! We would get up at the crack of mid-morning, put on our bathing suits, eat breakfast (which I loving made for my family) then hit the beach.

Molly was the boogie boarding champion of the entire beach. Really. She was so light that the waves carried her all the way to shore each and every time. The girl knows no fear so she was a natural.

Getting ready to hit the surf…Heading out… Waiting for the perfect wave… Boogie boarding to shore…. Success!Now if you are the kind that likes a more action packed version of the exact same thing, click on the video link below:

And if you are the kind that can’t get enough of a good thing (Hi, Mom and Dad!) here is another video that bears a remarkable resemblance to the first.

When we weren’t on the boards, Molly enjoyed shelling. She still needs to learn the fine art of being a discriminating sheller. For Molly, it’s all about quantity, not quality…much to my chagrin! Molly also became quite adept at swimming in the ocean. And through the magic of video, you can be part of the experience! Unfortunately, I panned the camera as she swam. It appears as though she is swimming in place. Trust me, she is moving forward. Guess I ought to think about perspective as I run the camcorder!

It is H.O.T. hot in Florida in mid-August. Even my sun-loving self sought a reprieve under the umbrella. Not Molly. She was all about the sun. Thank goodness for 100+ SPF sunscreen! We also did a bunch of eating on the beach: We decorated the umbrella pole with seashells: And posed for a lot of pictures: Now it is time for the Sports Illustrated (conservative) Bathing Suit (for kids) Edition!

Here, Molly is sporting a pink tank suit with a daisy side cutout. What  a cuite!Now Molly makes a splash is an athletic floral Speedo. You go, girl! Finally, the delicate ballerina tutu suit. So sweet! “ Enough of the modeling. I going to the pool!”

The pool was another daily destination for us. Molly pretty much had the pool to herself during our stay, and made the most of her good fortune. Most days we had to pull her pruney little body out of the pool for dinner (which I lovingly cooked for my family).

Practicing gymnastics at the pool: Practicing pole dancing at the pool? Better have a talk with her about this! And the underwater handstand:One final video of Molly swimming. This time I did less panning. I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks!

From what I hear, St. Augustine is a beautiful  and historic town. I wouldn’t really know because as I said, we NEVER left the beach. I did manage to click a few pictures out of the car window as we drove out of town.

Here are what appear to be some important buildings (you may want to Google St. Augustine to find out more information because I really have no clue what they are).I think this is a fort of some kind. Google that too, while you’re at it.And a pretty light house in back of a not-so-pretty pottery store:

I do know that Ponce de Leon was said to have discovered the Fountain of Youth in St. Augustine. I tried to get a picture of the sign that said so, but the car was moving too fast. In any case, we skipped that tourist attraction, as well. Because, as I said, we were just having too much stinkin’ fun at the beach.

And yes, we have the same townhouse unit booked for next summer. Yahoo!