After three weeks at the shore, we are heading home. We being Mrs. Cranky and I. During the three weeks there has been more than just our usual “we.”
The Pennsylvania Cranks visited with two grandcranks for several days, and The California crank visited for several weeks. Mrs. C’s sister, my hair stylist, also came down for a few days.
There has been lots of sun, cold ocean water, amazing fireworks, steamed clams and other great food.
We occupy a small two-bedroom apartment off a garage, but only a few yards from the beach. Early mornings and late nights often mean stepping around and over guests. With only one bathroom, showering and bath-rooming requires timing and communication. We also have, brace yourself, especially Val, NO DISHWASHER!
I am told many people in years past, and even today live this way 24/7/365. It is not horrible, but it does make one appreciate how well most people live in this country.
So, it is goodbye to the Jersey Shore until next year, except for an occasional shoe-box trip.
If you are from Jersey, you know what a Shoe-boxer is.
Thanks to Mrs. C’s aunt for providing the venue at very reasonable price, and her cousins, the upstairs people, for their hospitality.
Unfortunately, the North Carolina cranks could not make it, but I did get a photo op of My Three Sons, and two of four grandsons.