With the unofficial start to summer here, I figured this is the perfect opportunity to share my love for summer, the beach and being tan. Very few things compare to days at the beach, with a cold drink in hand enjoying the weather, the view and of course friends and family. I feel very spoiled to having live within 45 minutes of the Atlantic Ocean for the 23 years leading up to my move to D.C. Now do not get me wrong, I love Washington D.C. and I love the fact that nearly every apartment complex has a pool but it does not compare to the scent of the ocean and a nice breeze along the beach.
My love for summer, sun and the beach made me consider moving to San Diego with one of my roommates from college. Of course this was pie in the sky ideas because we were on the verge of senior year, nonetheless freaking out about the real world, and one summer evening over a pitcher at Roggies, she threw out the idea, "Hey why don't we just move to San Diego. Everyone I know there loves it." I thought about it, nodded in agreement and even began researching where young professionals lived in San Diego. Of course the plan never came to fruition, she moved to Texas, and I knew I probably couldn't move any further then a two hour plan ride. Yet it is fun to imagine what things would be like in San Diego.
Okay so while I knew San Diego was nothing more then a utopia type thought, one thing is for certain, when I become a grown-up and or I am at least imitating the motions of a "real person" I need to have a house on the water. Preferably Cape Cod, but hey, I am not going going to be prejudice and if I have to settle for a shack on Hampton Beach in NH or a tent on the beach, I won't fight it.
So let's take a moment, pretend we are on the beach and feeling the sand beneath our toes and raise a glass to summer.
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