
i was anticipating this trip to be an emotional one. and it was! it was a slow weekday, the vendors just opening from the winter break.
i was smitten with soft, colorful, warm and happy childhood memories, my dad taking us out there for cotton candy, running down the wooden walkway stirring up the seagulls, not being able to go on some of the rides for being too small, building sand castles and having wet feet. jenni and i even went for a ride on the (baby) flying swing.
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