This nice girl from the Left Coast got a rude awakening at the Atlantic Shore today. I am out in Delaware with my relatives who live in Maryland and own a house in Bethany Beach. My 6-year old cousin and I decided to hit the beach for the afternoon. After packing up the radio flyer with everything we would need (cooler, umbrella, towels, snacks, sand toys and chairs) as everyone does in this neighborhood we headed to the beach. Upon arrival I realized that finding a place to park yourself at the beach is more difficult than one would think and requires both social and physical strategery. The only opening in the long fence of umbrellas and beach furniture that I found was loosely populated with vacant beach chairs. No owners in sight, an obvious choice. Don't take over but gently encroach. Upon unloading one chair I got an "Excuse me" from above. The renter/owner did not seem to want us to park our butts in front of her house in her beach area. Immediately she calls to the kids to come and assume there positions in the chairs she has been staging on the beach but they will have none of it. Sheesh. This ain't Kansas. In Oregon we don't have space issues on our beach. We are more concerned with trash and the temperature of the water. Come on.
Luckily our neighbors on the other side were much more understanding and offer not only to let us in but to demonstrate for me how one uses a beach umbrella. After I explain to them I am new on the Coast, they profess their love for Obama (?) and my cousin and their daughter scamper off to the water to enjoy an afternoon at the Atlantic Coast. A charming little snow cone cart showed up later on, we don't have those in Oregon.
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