My Summer Stories: An Unforgettable Ride on the Merry-Go-Round
August 9, 2012 11:03 am
By Ed E.
When I was around 10 years old, I went on one of countless trips to the boardwalk in Rehoboth Beach, Del. At the time I assumed that all beaches had boardwalks with touristy T-shirt shops, salt water taffy stores, pizza joints and stands selling fresh cut French fries with malt vinegar. The actual beach featured a crush of people with blankets and umbrellas covering almost all of the available sand. It wasn't until years later when I moved to North Carolina that I realized the serenity of beaches without a boardwalk — where just a handful of other people are spread out down the coast line. But as a kid there was nothing better than what was essentially a carnival at the beach.
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When I was around 10 years old, I went on one of countless trips to the boardwalk in Rehoboth Beach, Del. At the time I assumed that all beaches had boardwalks with touristy T-shirt shops, salt water taffy stores, pizza joints and stands selling fresh cut French fries with malt vinegar. The actual beach featured a crush of people with blankets and umbrellas covering almost all of the available sand. It wasn't until years later when I moved to North Carolina that I realized the serenity of beaches without a boardwalk — where just a handful of other people are spread out down the coast line. But as a kid there was nothing better than what was essentially a carnival at the beach.
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By Ed E.
When I was around 10 years old, I went on one of countless trips to the boardwalk in Rehoboth Beach, Del. At the time I assumed that all beaches had boardwalks with touristy T-shirt shops, salt water taffy stores, pizza joints and stands selling fresh cut French fries with malt vinegar. The actual beach featured a crush of people with blankets and umbrellas covering almost all of the available sand. It wasn't until years later when I moved to North Carolina that I realized the serenity of beaches without a boardwalk — where just a handful of other people are spread out down the coast line. But as a kid there was nothing better than what was essentially a carnival at the beach.
Read more.
When I was around 10 years old, I went on one of countless trips to the boardwalk in Rehoboth Beach, Del. At the time I assumed that all beaches had boardwalks with touristy T-shirt shops, salt water taffy stores, pizza joints and stands selling fresh cut French fries with malt vinegar. The actual beach featured a crush of people with blankets and umbrellas covering almost all of the available sand. It wasn't until years later when I moved to North Carolina that I realized the serenity of beaches without a boardwalk — where just a handful of other people are spread out down the coast line. But as a kid there was nothing better than what was essentially a carnival at the beach.
Read more.
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