Holden Beach Day 3: Swimsuits on the Beach!
Three airports later we have finally returned home.
After being in that awesome beach house our home seems even smaller than I remembered. Trying not to dwell on it, but man…I had happily forgotten that I lived in The Shoe Box.
Flying was extremely exhausting. Next year if we are able to go to their yearly Holden Beach trip hopefully Tyler will be able to take more days off of work. We can drive five hours to Spartenburg, NC. Spend the night, then drive the remaining 5 hours to Holden Beach. I don’t think that would be any worse than dragging the kids through three airports in one day. Shew!
Our second flight was delayed because of mechanical issues–the flight data screens weren’t working properly. Ada burned through all of my airplane entertainment in the time we were waiting on the plane for the flight data to be repaired.
Luckily that flight was the best one because we were on a bigger plane with three seats on each side of the isle. It was one that normally does international flights and it left from the new international terminal in Atlanta. (I love that new terminal, it’s so nice!)
The other flights we took were teeny tiny planes with teeny tiny seats. One of them we even had to walk outside to board, the covered walk way thing didn’t fit on it because it was so small.
Tyler thinks it would be fun to be a flight attendant. Me? Nightmare job! Though the free airfare would be pretty awesome.
Overall we had a great time at the beach! On the last day (Friday) it was the warmest of all. We spent most of the afternoon in the ocean.
Rosie was terrified of the waves. She screamed so loud that she got a mouthful of water. We kept telling her to keep her mouth shut so that wouldn’t happen! Finally she just went up on the beach and played in the sand with Tyler’s aunt while Tyler, Ada and I went out past the breakers. Tyler and Ada squeezed into a floaty thing together and I held onto the back. (The anxiety filled part of me was terrified Ada would fall out and be swept away, but Tyler swore she would be fine, and she was.)
Ada LOVED it. She did not want to come in! Every time a big wave would swell up she would scream in sheer delight as it lift us up high and dropped us back down. If a wave broke over her head she would laugh and laugh while we all choked and sputtered. She wasn’t the least bit afraid, or even a little bit concerned when water got in her eyes.
Here are pictures from the third day, when it was almost warm enough to swim. It was 65 degrees out and the girls insisted on putting on their swimsuits and playing on the beach.
Many more pictures later! I still have tons to upload.