took a trip south (maybe? is philly to jersey south? it has to be a little southernly at some point.) to vacay for a bit with the family. in my younger years (high school) the bradleys and weigels took an annual summer beach trip to some spot on the jersey shore- usually sea isle or ocean city and this year the families decided to revive that old tradition in a huge ass house a block away from the beach in sea isle city. seriously- it was a friggin mansion. we had a pool and two decks and the place was decked out in some seriously high-end tacky beach stuff (hula skirt shower curtains, fake palm frond lamps, flamingos everywhere- the works.) we mostly hung around and read and i took a few pretty serious naps. we also worked in a para-sailing adventure (my mom screamed like a crazy person the entire time) and some skee-ballin' and a family clam bake. it was a nice relaxing couple of days full of lounging with the fammmm and eating wayyyy too much (i never buy snacks because they're mad expensive but my mom is a huge snack fan so there were goldfish and swedish fish and salsa and cheese sticks and brownies a plenty.) i forgot how easy it is to live with my family- i could easily live at home forever and eat awesome food and be surrounded by my favorite company in the world. and yet, i think i'll take a pass on that idea.
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