dancerjodi

From today's Globe:
http://www.boston.com/travel/articles/2005/06/19/boardwalks_and_tacky_t_shirts_arcades_and_fried_dough/

Honky Tonk? I'd argue its a slice of Americana that I'd be sad to see go. I grew up spending summers at Hampton Beach since my great-grandfather lived in the nearby Hampton Falls and we had use of his cottage after he died. It was the best of both worlds - a cottage with 4 acres of forest to explore and a beach nearby. Countless hours have been spent in the water, searching for shells, eating rock candy or Blinks Fried Dough, or toasting on the beach. I can't tell you how many puka shell anklets I've owned, how many times I've visited the hermit crabs at my favorite gift store (Mrs. Mitchell's), how much ski ball or pirate mini golf has been played, and how many all-age metal shows I saw at nearby Salisbury. Then there was eating lobster every night at home like it wasn't a big deal (after having 'races' with them - each kid picking out a lobster as their own before they got dropped into the pot and eaten). I also spent my share of time parading up and down the boardwalk as an adolescent looking for boys, finding them, and attending parties nearby and getting quite drunk.

I'm dying to get out there again soon. Soon my friend, soon! The sandcastles for the annual contest will be out this coming week. Fireworks start next week - on my birthday (heh). :)