We Go To The Beach...

... when there are gale force winds and it is 50 degrees fahrenheit, in what I've been calling "The Stupidest Thing We've Done in 2010." It was almost called "The Stupidest Thing We've Ever Done," but that title is still held by the "Outdoor Marshmallow Roasting Incident During the Blizzard of 2008." This is definitely number two though.

Anyways, what happened is that it has been raining and windy and cold the past two days here, but more than anything Monica wanted to take the golf cart over to the beach so she could walk in the beach and step into the Atlantic Ocean because her favorite thing to do while we are here is go to the beach. And then since she couldn't go by herself, I volunteered to go with her because I wanted to at least be able to take a few pictures of the island for the blog for people who had never seen it before. And then since I had absolutely no idea how to actually get to the beach and I'm terrible at driving golf carts in the US on the right side of the road, let alone we are in a British Colony and everyone drives on the left, Dad had to come with us to navigate and drive. And then since Dad was coming, Alexa had to come because she loves Dad. So long story short (too late) the only person who didn't come to the beach when it was 50 degrees fahrenheit in gale force winds was Mom, because she is clearly the most intelligent member of our family.

Just as clarification, according to wikipedia, Gale force winds are somewhere between 39 and 54 miles per hour, ranked numbers 7-10 on the Beaufort Scale, before Violent Storm at 11 and after Strong Breeze at 6. Where on the spectrum of mph today's particular winds were, I have no idea, but they messed up my hair a lot when I was outside, so I'd say, pretty strong.

But anyways, we went. And it was cold. But since we were there, I went ahead and took pictures, because I mean, when you are in the middle of doing something stupid, really the only way to end it is just finish it out.

So here are some glamour shots of the beach.

A rare moment when the sun was out.

Monica actually insisted on walking on the freezing cold sand barefoot and into the waves. I'm actually convinced she is insane now. But I did get some really cool shots of her and the ocean.

I think I'm calling this series "Seeking Solitude"

And the funniest thing about all of this? Monica couldn't have been happier about being able to walk in the ocean. Even when it soaked through her jeans halfway up her thighs.

Granted on the ride back it started to rain and the winds got worse and then she said her body was numb like a Ke$ha song (We Are Who We Are), and she was less pleased with herself.

Here's a shot of a palm tree to prove how windy it was.

And this one Alexa took, titled, "As Close As She Would Get To The Beach"

We stayed in for dinner again and Mom made tacos. Then we started work on a puzzle and watched Up. All in all a pretty amazing day. Pray for some sunshine for me tomorrow though! And for it to stop raining!

And ok, it may have been the second stupidest thing we've ever done, but it was also one of the most fun. SENTIMENTALITY FOR THE WIN!