You know – when you travel with Stacy you just accept that you are going to have at least ONE off day.  This was the day.

We were up early, as usual, and made our breakfast.  The skies were grey and two of us had not slept well.  One was even a little grumpy. 

I had prayed all night about our plans for the day.  Not only did the weather not seem idea, but the activity I wanted to do was about an hour southeast of where we were and the girls had varying degrees of interest.

I had planned to visit this place:
Roma at Three Rivers 
It sounded a lot like a Genesee Country Village and Museum, and I was going to buy us a Heritage Lunch there, where we would actually eat in one of the older structures.

Traffic was heavier than it had been and you had to drive through the island, not along the coast. 

Half-way there I suddenly realized with all the other bags we’d packed I’d forgotten my purse.  What made this super scary was I was just fresh off of having run out of gas in Massachusetts.  The idea of running out of gas again made me sick as anxious as ever.

We headed back to our rental and somewhere in the midst decided we wouldn’t head to Roma at Three Rivers.  (Not everyone had been on board in the first place.)   

We got my purse, filled up with gas, and went across the street from our motel to visit the cemetery. 

We decided to look at a few shops.  A pottery place.  An toy store. 

And that is when I saw the gash I had put into John’s new-to-him van when we pulled off the busy expressway in Massachusetts.

I was sick to my stomach. 

We went back toward our rental and I honestly can’t remember if we grabbed lunch or just ate snacks.  We went over to a little touristy area with mini-golf and wax museum, and an arcade.

We took in a round of mini-golf.  This was a great course.  So pretty. 

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Real water hazards.

We went over to a frozen yogurt store and enjoyed a treat.

And.  You guessed it.  Back to the beach.
Ahhhhh- this is what they really wanted from the start. 

Since I’ve been home I’ve had to try to explain to people what exactly made this beach so nice when it really was too cold to swim-swim. 

For starters, we weren’t hot and sweaty.  There were no bugs, and very few seagulls.  There were none of those little crab things we could see, and the beaches were decidedly uncrowded.  The sand was so soft, and it was fun to play with all the red rocks.

And – OCEAN.  There was OCEAN.

The girls built mermaids…

And a crab….

We stayed until dinner, and then headed back to our rental and watched another movie.