It was 9:00 am the Thursday before the 4th of July when my husband proclaimed, 'I just can't take it anymore!". We hadn't seen the sun in over 3 weeks, it was pouring buckets and the forecast was calling for worse. Known for our 'spontaneous adventures' - which some like to refer to as insane and irresponsible - we found ourselves pulling out of our driveway at 3:00pm heading south... destination sun.
Upon our departure my IPhone was telling me that in order to feel the sand between my toes and the sun on my body we were bound for Virginia. A long drive, but we were in mad-mode and it seemed like a good landing spot. We rested our heads in Delaware, checked on the weather before turning out the lights and saw clear skies just 3 short hours away.
Ocean City, Maryland; think Atlantic City without the gambling. Short on culinary delights, but rich in local flavor. We found a 50's beach bungalow smack on the boardwalk and quickly got into the groove.
Independence Pride
Lots of Local Flavor
What did we find in Ocean City on our quest for sunshine? One Enormous Sunny, Sandy, Beach.
Warm waves crashes on a clean coast line. Awesome Lifeguards. Lots of people.
Fantastic Food Finds? Zero - Cheap Eats? Plenty
The "Hungry Surfer" keeps beach bums going with ice cream cones, huge slices of surprisingly good pizza - we found ourselves with a 16 inch in our room at midnight - and cold cups of lemonade.
Margaritas are a must during a spontaneous adventure. We found expertly mixed margies at, fittingly, 'Hammerheads'. Cool female staff, decent looking ribs and wings.
Skip Jacks is the place for Cold Coronas, Crab Dip and prime people watching from the deck - which overlooks the boardwalk which goes on for something like 100 blocks.
Phillips Plaza provided an efficiency from the 50's. Clean and comfy. We really got lucky!
