For my wife and me that means it is vacation time. In the past we have visited places like Key West, the Caribbean, the area around Myrtle Beach, among others. This year we are on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We rented a house in a place called Corolla. It is about as far north as you can go on the Outer Banks. There isn’t much here in the way of entertainment, or people, for that matter. This place is desolate! Joan and I are staying in a house that sleeps about 17 people. There are 2 king sized beds, two queen sized beds, two twin beds, a set of bunk beds, and a couple of sleeper sofas, and we have the whole place to ourselves. This house in a beachfront development containing dozens of houses. As far as I can tell, there may be one other house that is occupied this week. Most of the stores and restaurants are closed for winter, and it is deathly quiet around here. In other words, it’s just like I like it! No noise and no crowds of people. For me, this week is about rest. It is about reconnecting with my wife. It is about getting my head together after a busy summer and fall. It is about just getting away for a few days. It has been just what I needed so far.
It is a foggy morning here on the coast. When the fog burns off, we may drive a couple of miles north and see if we can find the famed Corolla wild horses. These horses are survivors of Spanish shipwrecks that occurred some 500 years ago. The first recorded sighting of the wild mustangs on this spit of land was in 1523. Then, we might drive down to Kitty Hawk and check out the Wright Brothers Museum and Monument. Sorry Ohio, they flew here first! After that, well, who knows? Perhaps I will check in later this week. Perhaps I won’t.