Despite her trepidation about sharks*, MRM Alex and I spent a great day at Hampton Beach. Yep, that's in New Hampshire. Even almost two years after moving here I'm amazed by all the New England state hopping. Maybe I'll get over that soon. Anyhow, I strongly recommend Hampton Beach, yes it's an hour's drive from Boston, but the water was lovely, the sand was relatively clean and soft, and there was no undertow to speak of--though the lifeguard didn't seem to like people swimming out very far at all and a little girl drowned there a little over a month ago.Anyhow of the three proper beaches I can really remember going to (in the America's and for non-historical reasons)**, Hampton is my favorite so far.
Flat Stanley concurs. You should always concur.***
* MRM Alex's concerns were so far advanced, I had to make a wager with her for her to even consider swimming in the ocean. If she saw a shark with her own eyes, I'd kiss our home teacher. Luckily, no sharks were seen.
** The first proper beach I went to was one in North Carolina when I was four or five, but I don't really remember it and the second was Utah Beach in Normandy France, which wasn't really a pleasure cruise.
*** "I should have concurred." Now a Broadway Musical.
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***Catch me if you can?? I love that movie. I like seeing the twinner beachscapes from you and my brother (also in Boston). You New-Englanders you...
I LOVE that that's a musical. Also, I had to promise my roommate a million dollars if she got shot by the shooter who was on the loose in our town. She's from a small town so she's paranoid. Anyway, I like the kiss thing. Here's to hoping that next time she's right...
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