Duck Beach 2008 was the best Duck yet. I've been 3 times now, and each time I love it more. We left MD at 5 am on Saturday, and had good conversation the whole way down. Thanks, E., T., K., and A. The rest of Saturday was lounging on the beach - actually I was standing for most of the day because I kept seeing people I know. Turns out the meat market loses some of its unappealing marketness when you know (appropriately) more of the meat. Saturday night was a drum band party at V.'s house, and M & M and I had a little dance reunion, just like back in the B-Low C.
Sunday was church in Nags Head, with YSAs strewn throughout the building. M. gave a great talk. We had a healthy bocce ball tournament, and my team, Team Claire, dominated with 2 wins, one loss. The team that surprisingly beat us, Team Accuracy, only played twice, which is important to note. I ventured into the pool with M.C., and my skin hasn't even melted yet. I think we then squished the entire house into the hot tub.
Monday was all day on the beach. Several of us got up and witnessed the sunrise. It was indescribable, so I'll describe it like this: there were deep colors, vibrant colors, peace, and happiness. I played some soccer, tried to body surf, read my book, etc. Great day. Monday night was karaoke, which was as wild as sobriety can muster.
Tuesday and Wednesday were more of the beach, the lighthouse, Blizzards at DQ, movies, pool, hot tub, good conversations, etc. It was great, and I was sad to leave. I think my favorite part was sleeping outside on the deck. M. and S. joined me out there, and felt the goodness of the stars, orange moon, breeze, and sunlight at 6 am that woke us up. There is still much to report about the beach, but that's all I can think of now.
