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The Beach

We spent the holiday weekend at the beach cabin in Kingston with our friends.

It was a little slice of heaven, mostly.





My two youngest girls even swam in the Sound, as the weather was so nice.

We had a few nights of campfires and S'mores Lance's father Doug came down to visit us and share in the camp-fire-goodness. T'was lovely.

Our friends, though they're from Utah they're really Venezuelan and Puertorican, were wonderful. It was a delight to have someone to speak Spanish with all weekend and they played their iPods full of Latino music and they cooked Venezuelan food. I was in heaven.
We had arepas, and empanadas, arroz y carraotas negras y platanos. Oh, and the jugo de parchita.

My friends brought their twins, Kimberly and Adam. None of them had ever seen a gooey duck before and due to the very low tides, there were people digging them all over our beach. Here's Adam holding one. I have many more photos of the weekend, which are posted on my Facebook page.



Thanks for coming Annabella and Paco. Now you know you must move up here!

Comments

  1. No, it's not worth it.

    And you wouldn't believe the word verification.

    ReplyDelete
  2. i'm glad you had such a nice time!
    i'll have to ask more later.

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