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Today was the absolute last day of my trip. I decided to do something that I haven’t done before. Here is some background.

For years I’ve had my LGBTQ friends talk about how much they loved vacationing in Rehoboth Beach in Delaware. That beach resort had long catered to LGBTQ people even in the days when same-sex relationships were frowned upon.

I was always interested in checking it out once but, until my marriage ended, my then-husband used to insist on the two of us vacationing in Ocean City with members of his family for a week each summer. One year one of his relatives wanted to take a side trip to Rehoboth Beach in the morning where we could do some shopping and she invited me to come along. So I agreed figuring that I could at least see what the place was like since so many of my LGBTQ friends loved it so much.

Unfortunately she wasn’t interested in going into downtown Rehoboth Beach itself. Instead she only wanted to shop in the many outlet stores that are located outside of the town. No matter how much I begged her to consider going into the town for at least a half an hour, nothing I said could get her to change her mind about spending all of the time at Rehoboth Beach shopping at the Playtex outlet store then the other outlet stores to buy clothes and kitchen gadgets.

I remember the Playtex outlet the most because there was a bin full of bras which had a deal where if you buy three you get the fourth one for free. Not only did she insist on going through that bin, she pressured me to do the same. You wouldn’t believe how time-consuming it was to go through a tall bin full of bras that were all mixed together so you might pull out a 38C sized followed by a 28A size followed by a 42DD size and so on. So I eventually found four bras where I could take advantage of the “buy 3 get one free” offer. All of those bras I purchased at the Playtex outlet store that day ended up literally falling apart six months later. That’s pretty pathetic considering the fact that the bras I usually purchase at discount big box retailers like Target and Walmart can last at least five years (if not longer). Let’s just say that I haven’t shopped for any bras at the Playtex outlet store since then. I also gave up on the idea of actually going into downtown Rehoboth Beach with either my ex-husband or any of his family members.

That was then and this is now. Since I was vacationing by myself, I had the option to actually go into downtown Rehoboth Beach and skip all of the outlet stores. So I decided that this year was going to be the year where I finally get to step foot inside of Rehoboth Beach itself.

Once I checked out of the motel I took Coastal Highway north until I hit downtown Rehoboth Beach. I parked close enough to be within a short walking distance of that town’s Boardwalk. I took a couple shots of the beach.

Like the day before, the temperature was in the low 90s with high humidity. The only reason why I didn’t even go into the ocean on that day was because I was due to go home and I didn’t have a place to stay in Rehoboth Beach. I would’ve had to go through the effort of searching through my packed suitcase for my swimsuit, coverup, and beach towel, searching for a place where I could change into my swimsuit/coverup, finding a place to park my stuff on the beach while I went into the ocean, then search for a place where I could take a shower before changing back into my street clothes then walking out to the car to put my beach things away. It really wasn’t worth the effort for just a few hours.

So I decided to focus on the Boardwalk instead. Compared to the one in Ocean City, Rehoboth Beach’s Boardwalk is relatively less crowded and quiet. It’s smaller than Ocean City’s and it seems to be way more laid back and less raucous. (Unlike Ocean City, I didn’t hear any stores play loud music.)

I ate lunch at Grotto Pizza, where I ordered this personal size white pizza that was excellent. The service was excellent as well.

Here are some more shots of Rehoboth Beach’s Boardwalk, including a business with a rainbow flag (which indicates Rehoboth Beach’s longtime reputation of being LGBTQ friendly).

Rehoboth Beach has an amusement park on the Boardwalk known as Funland, which has a variety of different rides.

Like Ocean City, Funland has its own haunted ride that’s known as the Haunted Mansion. The line was long but it moved very fast. I went on that ride and I have to say that it might be better than Ocean City’s Haunted House ride. Maybe it’s because I’ve been on the Haunted House ride numerous times since I was a child and it was the first time I’ve ever ridden the Haunted Mansion ride so everything is new. In any case, I enjoyed it.

When I was a child and teenager I remember that the Boardwalk in Ocean City used to have fortune telling machines that purported to tell you the future. I haven’t seen any of those fortune telling machines on my most recent trip to Ocean City so I was pleasantly surprised when I found one in Rehoboth Beach. This one is known as Zoltar Speaks and he’s basically an animatronic who moves his head and hands when you put money into the machine until a piece of paper comes out with your fortune.

I got a kick out of using a fortune telling machine for old time’s sake.

Like I wrote earlier, Rehoboth Beach has long had a reputation for catering to the LGBTQ crowd and they even have t-shirts especially for them.

Even the stores in a supposedly pro-LGBTQ place like Rehoboth Beach sold Donald Trump t-shirts. At least this particular store sold one anti-Trump shirt (the “Pendejo” one). It also sold a “Fuck Putin” t-shirt with the lettering done in the blue and yellow colors of the Ukrainian flag. But the majority of t-shirts I saw were obviously catering to the MAGA Donald Trump-loving crowd.

There were also t-shirts that had nothing to do with either LGBTQ people or politics.

At one point I decided to walk about a block on a side street away from the Boardwalk where I saw all kinds of cool things. I saw this neat dolphin statue.

I also saw this really cool building that housed a British fish and chips place that was called Go Fish! Unfortunately I was still full from lunch and it was too early for dinner so I just took this one photo of the outside. (At this point I began to kick myself for not trying to get a hotel or motel room in Rehoboth Beach so I could stay for one or two nights and I could actually go swimming in the ocean and eat a meal in a place like Go Fish!)

During my time at Rehoboth Beach I made only one purchase. I bought a pastel the-dye souvenir t-shirt at a Sunsations store.

Shortly before I left I noticed some ominous looking clouds were starting to come in. The next picture showed how cloudy the weather became. I saw on my phone app that it was calling for rain again! I decided that it was time for me to leave Rehoboth Beach before the rain started.

I was in a laid-back mood so I decided to just continue taking Coastal Highway north until it became US 113. I continued north until I hit Dover then I took Delaware Route 1 and I arrived at the Christiana Mall. By that point I was hungry so I ate dinner at the Shake Shack. By the time I finished my meal it began to drizzle. Plus it was getting late in the day and I really wanted to be back in Maryland by nightfall.

Unfortunately the rain was a bit heavier but the good news was that it didn’t rain as hard as when I was driving to Ocean City. But I felt very nervous after sunset and I was driving along I-95 in northern Maryland and everything was unfamiliar, the roads were very dark, and, on top of it, I was dealing with very wet streets and tons of drivers who were speeding as if there was no rain at all. I began to wish I hadn’t stayed so long in Rehoboth Beach while a part of me felt glad that I had stayed as long as I could.

I began to relax a little bit when I reached Baltimore and there were plenty of bright lights. My GPS suggested taking the exit on to the Baltimore-Washington Parkway as a quicker way of getting home. I didn’t mind that suggestion because there were so many crazy people driving on I-95, including truckers, that taking the parkway would at least have me avoid the crazy truck drivers who were driving so recklessly in the rain. (The Baltimore-Washington Parkway is restricted to cars, buses, and motorcycles only.)

So I reached the exit only to find that there was construction on that exit. A sign said that the exit would be closed on the following day for renovations. At least I was lucky that I could still use that exit.

Here is where things became harrowing. There were traffic cones and giant steel drums set up along half of the road so the exit ramp was way more narrow than usual. One misstep while driving and it would’ve been total calamity for me. So I was driving very slow in the hopes that I could avoid hitting a cone or steel drum with the sky continuing to rain.

This went on for several minutes until I reached the Baltimore-Washington Parkway. The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful for me. By the time I got home it had mostly stopped raining.

The next day I was unpacking my suitcase when I found something pretty amusing with the deodorant that I had brought with me to the beach. I had the suitcase in the truck and it was hot back there. It caused my deodorant to literally change its shape as these photos show.

The deodorant is still usable. I just have to remember that the stick is narrower than usual.

In any case, that’s a wrap for my 2022 beach vacation. I really enjoyed myself this time despite the frequent appearance of rain. Having the opportunity to go to the beach on a bright sunny day made up for the rainy periods. My only regret was that I underestimated how cool Rehoboth Beach was because it’s one of those places that warrants at least two days in order to appreciate it. Otherwise I felt it was the perfect vacation for me.

I’m thinking that if I were to do this again, I would definitely spend at least one night in Rehoboth Beach so I could have the chance to leisurely enjoy the beach and the ocean. Well, there’s always next year!

Other Posts in My 2022 Beach Vacation Series

Prologue

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day One: July 25, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Two: July 26, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Three: July 27, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Four: July 28, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Five: July 29, 2022

If there was a day where I can say that it was a very perfect beach day, my last full day in Ocean City, Maryland was it.

My day began when I decided to drive into the neighboring town of Fenwick Island, Delaware where I could go shopping without paying any state sales tax. (That’s right, Delaware does not charge sales tax on anything.) The first thing I did was to purchase some caramel popcorn at Fisher’s Popcorn.

The next thing I did was to go to a two-story building that I attempted to go to on my last visit to the area last year only to find out that it was closed on Wednesdays. This time I went on a Thursday and it was open.

The lower floor of the two-story building houses Sea Shell City, a store where you can purchase all kinds of sea shells along with assorted souvenirs like t-shirts, toys, and decorative items (such as framed art). The upper floor houses the DiscoverSea Shipwreck Museum, which specializes in items that were retrieved from actual shipwrecks. I haven’t been there since I was married so I was very happy that I got to visit it again.

Unfortunately the only photo I have to show for it is this one featuring two pirates that are situated at the front entrance to the steps that lead to the museum. 

That’s because the museum has rules regarding photography and videography. Shooting video is not allowed. Taking pictures is okay as long as they are for your own personal use. You cannot post any photos you shoot online without permission from the museum.

So I ended up just viewing the exhibits. That museum is just as I remembered it when I last visited it in 2011. It’s so fascinating seeing coins, books, and even china that were retrieved from shipwrecks. My personal favorite is the broken china that had coral growing through it, which made it look like a piece of avant-garde sculpture.

After I finished touring the museum upstairs and checking out the store downstairs, I decided to drive back to Maryland. On the way back I briefly stopped at the Fenwick Island Lighthouse, where I took this picture.

On the way back to the motel I decided to stop at the nearby bagel shop, Shmagels Bagels, where I ate a lunch featuring a bagel with cream cheese, a bag of potato chips, and a diet soda.

After lunch I went back to my motel room where I changed into my swimsuit and walked to the nearby beach. It was the perfect weather. The temperature was in the 90s and it was very humid. But getting into the ocean was totally refreshing and I was able to cool off quickly. On top of it I had sunscreen with me so I had the absolute perfect beach experience. Here is what the beach looked like that day.

For the next couple of hours I alternated between getting in the ocean then going back to my beach towel and read a trashy paperback novel that I had brought with me. (I purchased it at Five Below for only $5. It’s one of those novels that is so bad with cliched dialogue that it’s funny.) Towards the end of my stay at the beach I saw some nasty clouds starting to move in so I decided to return to my motel room where I took a shower and changed clothes.

Since it was my last night in Ocean City, I decided to go to OC Wasabi, which is a sushi restaurant that’s located near the motel. As I parked my car and started to walk to the front door it started to rain. At least I had this excellent dinner that was artfully arranged, as you can see in the next photo.

I decided that—rain or no rain—I was going to spend my final night on the Boardwalk. By the time I reached the parking lot it had stopped raining and I saw the remnants of this rainbow that appeared in the sky. Here are the photos I managed to take before it completely disappeared.

The Boardwalk was incredibly crowded that night. The next photo shows a long line of people waiting to get on the Haunted House ride. I got in line after I took that picture. I enjoyed the ride so much that I wanted to ride it again but I saw that the line was nearly twice as long so I decided to drop that idea. (I once shot a video years ago showing how lame the ride was but that ride has definitely improved since it underwent renovations a few years ago. One of these years I’m going to actually film the ride so I could do a comparison “before and after” video of that ride.)

The last time I was on the Boardwalk I didn’t have much energy to do a lot of walking because I had spent the afternoon walking around the Salisbury Zoo. I came up with an idea which enabled me to see more of the Boardwalk. I got on the Boardwalk train where I rode it until it reached The Kite Loft then leisurely walked back until I reached the parking lot where my car was parked. While I was riding it I was treated to a bunch of lovely sunset photos where the clouds turned a variety of very pretty pastel colors.

I finally reached The Kite Loft, which was another store I haven’t been to since 2011. (I didn’t visit that store last year because I had to cut my Boardwalk visit short due to the hurricane remnants that arrived in Ocean City.) As you can guess from the name, The Kite Loft specializes in kites and related products (such as wind socks). Here are a few photos I shot while I was in that store.

As I was walking on the Boardwalk I noticed a Hooters restaurant that wasn’t there the last time I was in that particular part of the Boardwalk back in 2011. Ocean City had long prided itself on having locally-owned mom-and-pop businesses on the Boardwalk and Hooters is a national chain. (I’ve only eaten at Hooters twice and both times I found the food to be not very memorable. I only ate there because I was with guys who wanted to eat there. That’s what happens when the owners focuses more on hiring sexy young women to wear skimpy uniforms so men and boys can ogle them and less on having tasty food that would actually entice people to come back.)

I saw this guy dressed as Batman on the Boardwalk.

There was another store on the Boardwalk that I wanted to visit. Ocean Gallery is an art gallery that has been on the Boardwalk as far back as when I was a child. I remember my parents going there where they purchased two paintings that hung on the living room walls of the house that I grew up in when we lived in Glen Burnie. It was such a fun place with seeing the eclectic outside and the walls literally covered with art. I had looked forward to visiting it again only to find out that it’s no longer open in the evenings, which was a bummer. I don’t know how much the COVID-19 pandemic and subsequent Great Resignation had to do with the now-limited hours. It looks like the next time I go to Ocean City I’ll have to go in the daytime. At least I shot some photos of the outside so you can get a general idea of how unique that store is.

For years there have been an artist who makes these giant sand sculptures featuring Christian images. You don’t have to be a Christian to appreciate how amazing these sand sculptures are. This person spends so much time on each sculpture that is destined to eventually melt away by the wind and the rain.

I took a photo of some of the t-shirts that were on sale on the Boardwalk.

Here are a couple of photos of the 9/11 Firefighters Memorial.

Here’s the Esskay Clock. (Esskay was a local Baltimore-area manufacturer of hot dogs and sausages. The face of the clock includes a hot dog graphic. The company has since been taken over by Smithfield Foods and it discontinued the Esskay line. The clock is one of the few Esskay relics that still exists.) When I was a child and my family used to go on vacation with my aunt, uncle, and cousins, we kids were instructed that if we ever get lost while we were on the Boardwalk, we were supposed to wait at the Esskay Clock. I actually got separated from the family once when I was young so I waited by the clock for a few minutes where my mother found me. I remember she praised me for doing what I was instructed to do.

I ended my evening on the Boardwalk with a visit to Dolle’s Candy shop. Dolle’s specializes in making salt water taffy in a variety of flavors, including exotic ones like coconut, peach, and piña colada. I purchased a small bag of taffy in chocolate, vanilla, key lime, lemon, and cinnamon.

The last photos show what I purchased that day. I purchased a the-dye Fenwick Island, Delaware t-shirt from Sunsations that morning.

I also purchased two tiny sea shells from Sea Shell city for only 98 cents each.

They are perfectly scaled for my Disney Nuimos.

Other Posts in My 2022 Beach Vacation Series

Prologue

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day One: July 25, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Two: July 26, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Three: July 27, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Four: July 28, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Five: July 29, 2022

The weather was cloudy yet was very humid and my phone’s weather app couldn’t decide on whether it was going to rain or not. (Sometimes I would refresh the app saying that it was going to rain in the afternoon and other times I would refresh it and it said that it wasn’t going to rain until the evening.)

But then I had this idea. Years ago my then-husband and I had visited the Ward Museum in Salisbury. It’s a museum that’s dedicated to painted duck decoys and wildlife art in general. I found that museum to be very fascinating and my husband enjoyed it as well. I had always wanted to revisit that museum but my husband was into taking beach trips with members of his own family. I had the idea of using that museum as a backup plan in case it rained on one of the days and, well, let’s say that no one else was interested, including my now ex-husband, who previously said that he enjoyed going to that museum the one time that he and I went together. So I decided to go to that museum for the first time in a number of years. I had forgotten that there is a 40-minute commute between Ocean City and that museum so it was a longer trip than I expected. By the time I reached Salisbury I needed gas and I was hungry. I went to Royal Farms because I love their fried chicken. Most Royal Farms locations tend to be carryout only but this particular location had tables and chairs on the inside so I was able to eat my meal in air conditioned comfort. After lunch I went a few feet to the pumps and got gas and I was on my way again.

I arrived at the Ward Museum only to discovered that it was closed until further notice because the building’s air conditioning system was broken. I was totally bummed by that and I also kicked myself for not calling the museum before I left Ocean City.

I was reluctant to immediately make the 40-minute drive back to Ocean City. I did a few Google searches to see if there was any other places in Salisbury that was worth visiting. After all, it is a college town (home of Salisbury University) so I thought that there had to be more attractions.

There weren’t a lot of places for out-of-town tourists to visit. The best option I saw was the Salisbury Zoo, which is located just a few miles from the Ward Museum and it has free admission. I decided to check it out.

So I arrived at the zoo and I found it small yet quite charming. They had some awesome landscaped gardens.

Of course the zoo has animals, such as these pink flamingos.

The weather alternated between cloudy and sunny while the high heat and high humidity was constant the entire time I was there. I came across an area dedicated to animals from Australia (such as a wallaby) but they were all sleeping when I was there. That gate was pretty cool looking though.

There was one section of the zoo that I couldn’t get to because it was roped off due to the ongoing COVID-19 pandemic. The sign in the next photo explained how cats can get COVID-19 and that was why that particular area was closed.

I saw some ducks in enclosures.

They even had a beehive in one of the landscaped gardens.

I saw these large flightless birds walking around. At first I thought they were ostriches or emus but a sign said that these birds are known as the greater rhea and they are native to South America.

I also saw a group of prairie dogs.

And I saw a bald eagle as well.

I spent about an hour and a half at the zoo until the heat got to me (despite taking frequent sitting breaks in the shade) and I left. The Salisbury Zoo is small compared to other zoos I’ve been to (such as the National Zoo in DC) but it’s still pretty nice. It’s definitely for people of all ages and it’s a good alternate attraction if you’re someone who wants to spend a day doing other things besides the beach.

It was late afternoon and I had a 40-minute return trip to Ocean City. I decided to just drive straight to the Boardwalk and walk around that area. The Boardwalk was a bit crowded in the late afternoon but I still decided to stay since I had a seriously truncated visit last year due to the remnants of Hurricane Ida and I just wanted a normal laid-back visit this time.

The shops on the Boardwalk has long been notorious for its tacky t-shirts and it was the case this year, as this next photo shows.

There were a disturbing number of pro-Trump t-shirts available that a MAGA fan of could buy for his wardrobe.

There were a number of anti-Putin/pro-Ukraine t-shirts for sale as well.

I don’t recall seeing this many political t-shirts on the Boardwalk in previous years. It seems like the events of the last few years have inspired the shops to sell more than the usual apolitical raunchy t-shirts (such as the notorious Big Johnson shirts that I used to see many of the stores carry). In a way it seems sad because seeing a Trump t-shirt on sale is the LAST thing I want to see at any beach resort.

I made a couple of videos during my time on the Boardwalk. One was a street musician who played this really cool looking electric violin. He was incredibly talented. I uploaded that video on TikTok, Clapper, Instagram, and YouTube.

The other was this incredibly talented artist who used spraypaint and a variety of stencils to create really cool works of art. I shot a short video showing how he used his art supplies which I uploaded on to TikTok, Clapper, Instagram, and YouTube.

I decided to eat dinner at Tony’s Pizza. The restaurant was crowded so I ordered two slices of cheese pizzas and a diet soda to go.

I sat on a nearby bench where I ate my pizza slices as I watched the beach and the ocean. Here’s a shot I took of the beach.

I had wanted to walk a little further down the Boardwalk but I was became exhausted. Between my earlier trip to the Salisbury Zoo and walking around the Boardwalk, my legs and feet were totally sore. I decided to walk back the way I came. I took a couple of photos of the Ripley’s Believe It or Not Odditorium.

I briefly thought about going inside but my legs and feet had grown so stiff and sore that I decided against it. Instead I went to the parking lot, got in my car, and drove back to the motel. I basically stayed in my room the rest of the evening.

Other Posts in My 2022 Beach Vacation Series

Prologue

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day One: July 25, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Two: July 26, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Three: July 27, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Four: July 28, 2022

My 2022 Trip to the Beach Day Five: July 29, 2022

I devoted my last post to my three-day and two-night trip that included Ocean City and Berlin in Maryland along with Fenwick Island and Dover in Delaware. I packed a few toys on that trip, mainly my 15-inch Ariel the Little Mermaid doll and my Disney Nuimos.

I packed Ariel because the box that she came in said that one can actually take a bath with her and engage in other types of water activity, like a pool. I tried dunking her in the ocean where I had her wait along the shore until a wave rushed over her while I filmed the whole thing. I uploaded the video on TikTok and YouTube.

I did another trip related video featuring both Ariel and the Disney Nuimos. It’s basically a slideshow I shot of the various toys in various places in Ocean City (the beach, the motel room, and the Boardwalk), Fenwick Island (the Fenwick Island Lighthouse and a dolphin-themed wall mural that’s on the side of a Sunsations store) Berlin (the Mermaid Museum), and Dover (the Johnson Victrola Museum). I uploaded that video on TikTok and YouTube.

I’m going to set the tone for this blog post by embedding this music video for a song that’s about Ocean City, Maryland. It’s called “It’s a Shore Thing” and it was written by my late high school guitar teacher, Tim Landers, who was also the lead singer and guitarist on this track.

If you like “It’s a Shore Thing,” you can either download it or stream it online (depending on the platform in question) from AllMusic, Amazon, Apple Music, Shazam, Spotify, and Qobuz. If you’re more interested in learning about the life and music of Tim Landers as well as my days when I was one of his high school guitar pupils, you can read this blog post I wrote back in 2017.

I’ve wanted to make a return trip to Ocean City for the first time since my marriage ended for a long time but I wasn’t able to do it until recently. The first few years were due to tight finances. Last year I received the payout from my late mother’s life insurance policy and I was working on the 2020 Census so I was able to feel financially secure enough to consider making at least a one-day trip. But then the Coronavirus arrived followed by reports that several bars and restaurants in Ocean City were closed due to employees testing positive for COVID-19 and I decided against going there.

This year I got vaccinated and I decided that it was time for me to revive my dream of returning to Ocean City. The main reason why making a return trip was on my mind is because of what happened the last time I was there back in 2011 (which was just five months before my husband literally ran away from home). And my last trip had been under a dark cloud for me. Starting in 2001 my husband and I used to take an annual week-long trip to Ocean City with his sister, her son, and another person. (Some years it was a friend of my nephew while other years it was a friend of my sister-in-law.) This went on until my nephew graduated from high school then joined the Navy. From then on until 2011 it alternated between just the three of us some years and being joined by a friend of my sister-in-law’s other years. My husband especially looked forward to making that trip and he wanted me to come along. Even in 2008, when my hip began to deteriorate so much that I ended up getting a hip replacement that year, my husband was adamant that I went to Ocean City despite the fact that I had a hard time walking around. I really wanted to stay home that year but he pressured me so much that I gave in. I really didn’t enjoy the trip that year because of my hip.

After my hip replacement we continued to make the annual trip and I felt well enough to enjoy that trip. But then early in 2011 I had two falls over a one-week period. The first fall (which happened during a trip to Florida) I managed to recuperate from but it was the second one (where I slipped on a patch of ice during a trip to Annapolis) that had really started to affect my walking. I really didn’t want to go to Ocean City that year because of my health problems but, once again, my husband pressured me into going. By then I had started this blog and I wrote this blog post about how my health problems had affected my ability to enjoy going to the beach. It didn’t help that before I left for the trip the doctor diagnosed me with a bad back. However, that turned out to be a misdiagnosis and after the trip I was initially diagnosed with the fact that the two falls I went through had misaligned my hip replacement by the surgeon who did the original hip replacement back in 2008. That surgeon said that I would need more surgery but, for some reason, he was very reluctant to perform it on me while also saying that I was a big girl. (Yeah, he was an asshole.) So I got a second opinion from a different orthopedic surgeon who agreed with the initial diagnosis and he ended up being the one who did the second hip surgery. I underwent hip revision surgery in late 2011 in order to put my hip replacement back into alignment.

And if all that weren’t enough for that 2011 trip to Ocean City, I ended up with a buildup of excessive ear wax, which wasn’t as bad as my mobility issues but it added to the misery I felt throughout most of this trip. Plus the weather was frequently rainy during that trip. And then there was an unexpected encounter on the Boardwalk from someone who had recognized me from my high school days but I had lied to her about attending that high school because I wasn’t sure who she was and I didn’t want to risk the possibility that she might have been someone whom I never wanted to speak with again.

Then there were the times in the condo when I felt like the third wheel as my husband and his sister cooked these elaborate meals that required lots of prep work, which was the opposite of when I used to go to Ocean City as a child and we basically ate cereal, Pop Tarts, and frozen meals that could be prepared very quickly. While they were preparing these elaborate meals my husband and his sister would reminisce about their childhoods, which I couldn’t get into because I didn’t know them until my early 20’s.

In any case, I really regretted letting my husband pressure me into going to Ocean City that year. It felt like he valued that trip more than my own well-being. I’ve always felt that had I been diagnosed with a terminal illness where the doctors warned my husband against making me travel because it would shorten my lifespan, he would’ve had me go to Ocean City anyway because that annual family vacation was THAT important to him.

So for the past few years I’ve really wanted to go back to Ocean City so I could replace those crappy memories with something better. I was encouraged in making an effort to travel on my own while I attended weekly meetings of the support group for people who are separated or divorced and I was told that traveling alone could really increase my self-esteem while learning how to have fun on my own.

In addition, for years I would see posts from my friends on Facebook about their cool trips to places like Myrtle Beach, the Jersey Shore, Greece, Italy, and so on. I would secretly get envious and jealous of them because they were having the time of their lives going on these carefree trips and for years I was too broke to do anything like that. I had to make do with taking day trips to places like North Beach while returning home by sunset.

Finally I decided to go on that trip to Ocean City. Due to uncertain finances and the ongoing pandemic, staying there for a full week was out of the question but, thanks to the life insurance payment, I could actually afford to stay at least one night in a cheap motel instead of trying to make a day trip out of it. (It would’ve meant getting up between 5-6 a.m., getting out the door between 7-8 a.m., make the four-hour drive to Ocean City, spend the full day there, then leave no later than between 7-8 p.m. in order to return home by a reasonable hour.) I also decided to take a break from my online IT program after finishing my second course on networking because I just didn’t want to deal with taking video lessons and exams while I was at the beach because it would’ve detracted from my enjoyment of this trip.

Basically I waited until I finished with my second IT course (on networking) before I made the arrangements. Due to things like room availability, I wasn’t able to book anything until the last week in August. I decided to make my trip from August 31-September 2. I timed it where I would leave Ocean City the day before the start of the Labor Day weekend because I know that holiday is among the worst times to be in Ocean City due to the increased crowds everywhere, complete with difficulty in finding parking or an uncrowded restaurant to eat a meal. (The other two worst times are Memorial Day weekend and the Fourth of July.) And being in a crowded situation in the middle of a major pandemic would even be a far worse idea than usual.

It would be only the second time in my life I had made hotel arrangements myself. That’s because when I was growing up, my parents used to make all of the arrangements. I got married just 10 months after graduating from college and my husband became the one who made all the arrangements. It wasn’t until 10 years ago that I finally did it myself. It was before my husband abruptly left me. What happened was that my husband had made arrangements to go to Phoenix to go through some more of his deceased mother’s things because his step-father (who has also since passed away himself) decided to move to a retirement community. I would stay behind due to my bad left hip. But then Hurricane Irene abruptly showed up and it was heading towards our area. I really wanted my husband to postpone the trip because I didn’t want to face a hurricane with a bad hip by myself but he refused and flew out to Phoenix just before Hurricane Irene arrived. So I was home alone when the power outage happened. I decided to spend the night in a local hotel that still had power because I didn’t want to spend the night by myself in a darkened home with a bad left hip. My night at the hotel went pretty smoothly as I booked my stay there using the wi-fi from a nearby Wegmans (which still had power). The power was restored at my home by the next day so I was able to return. The worst of Hurricane Irene was over by the time my husband returned from Phoenix.

This time I booked a motel through Expedia, where I got a bargain at around $50 per night so I booked a two-night stay. The big irony is that I booked a room on my own around the same time as another hurricane decided to show up.

Basically Hurricane Ida had showed up to wreck havoc on Louisiana and Mississippi just a couple of days before my trip. I didn’t pay it any mind since I was in Maryland. I was just looking forward to a nice laid-back trip. So here’s a rundown of what I did on my first multi-day trip by myself since my divorce.

Day 1-August 31, 2021

I spent the last few days trying to prepare for everything. The biggest change on this trip is that, for the first time in my life, I had to pack face masks along with my clothes and swimsuit. That’s the cost of traveling during a major pandemic. I received an email from the motel after I booked a room saying that I would need to wear a mask when I went to the office to check in and check out. And I know that there will be other indoor places where wearing masks is required so it made sense to pack masks.

Then I learned that taking Route 50 to the Bay Bridge had totally changed since my last trip to the Eastern Shore 10 years earlier. The bridge now only accepts the EZ Pass transponder instead of cash like before. I once had an EZ Pass when I was married but my husband took custody of that one as part of the divorce settlement. The EZ Pass Maryland website mentioned that Giant carried the transponders but when I went to the Giant located near me, I was told that they hadn’t received any new EZ Pass transponders in over six months.

I could’ve gone to the MVA in Beltsville but I got diverted with taking my online classes and I didn’t purchase one in time for the trip. I learned on this website of an alternate way of getting to Ocean City without taking the Bay Bridge. It involved taking I-95 until you reach the Christiana Mall in Delaware then take Delaware Route 1 South until Dover then get on US 113 South until you reach the Eastern Shore. I thought I would take that route instead. I knew from a previous one-day trip to Hershey back in 2013 that there are some stretches of I-95 North that are toll roads so I packed a small bag full of coins that I would dole out as I reached the toll booths.

After I ate breakfast at home I hit the road. As I traveled on I-95 North I realized to my horror that all of the toll booths in Maryland are now EZ Pass only. I had no transponder on me so I had no other choice but to go through those EZ Pass gates. It’s only a matter of time until the MVA tracks me down and I’ll probably have to pay a fine.

I ate lunch at one of those fast food places in Maryland House, which is one of those giant travel plazas located in Aberdeen then I went back on I-95 North where I had to endure going through a couple of more EZ Pass gates without a transponder.

It wasn’t until I reached Delaware that I had a choice of either the EZ Pass lane or the traditional toll booth. I chose the toll booth at each of the Delaware toll roads and I felt relieved that I could at least pay those tolls.

So I went through Dover and took US 113 South until I hit the town of Berlin, Maryland, whose greatest claim to fame is that the 1999 Richard Geere-Julia Roberts movie Runaway Bride was filmed on location there. I had heard about a new museum that had recently opened known as the Mermaid Museum and I hoped to visit it while I was there. Unfortunately I had arrived late enough that the museum had closed for the day. In fact, a lot of the local shops tend not to stay open after 5 or 6 p.m. I found Berlin to be such a charming town that’s full of art so I took a couple of quick photographs before I decided to head on to Ocean City.

So I headed on to Ocean City where I stayed at the Thunderbird Beach Motel. I found it to be a nice motel for the price. I wanted a basic room without the extra fancy trimmings of a 4-star hotel but still relatively clean and I got it. I would definitely stay there again.

This motel had all the basic amenities, including free wifi, a TV with basic cable, a safe where I could lock my valuables, a small refrigerator, and even a microwave oven. I was so thrilled by the refrigerator that the first thing I did was to go to a local grocery store where I purchased a box of Cocoa Puffs cereal and a small quart of milk. Even though both were expensive compared to what I could find back home, they were still cheaper and much quicker to prepare and consume than eating breakfast at restaurants so I was able to eat in my motel room in the morning.

The most charming thing about my motel room was this tile in the bathroom that had a single tile depicting a fish in the middle.

Once I settled in my motel room I went to the nearby OC Wasabi restaurant where I had a sushi dinner. I loved the fact that it was so artfully arranged, complete with a flower. (The food was also excellent.)

After dinner I returned to the motel room where I did some web surfing and read a library book that I brought with me until I went to sleep. I thought it was important for me to rest up from a long day of driving since tomorrow I had planned an extended beach and boardwalk day and I wanted to be well-rested for that.

Day 2-September 1, 2021

My original vacation plan for that day was to eat breakfast in my motel room with the cereal and milk that I purchased the day before, go on a morning walk along the beach in my street clothes where I would dip my feet into the ocean, then eat lunch, followed by going on an early afternoon driving tour followed by going back to the beach in my swimsuit where I would do a full body immersion into the ocean. After that I would take a shower, dress back into my street clothes, eat dinner at a nearby restaurant, then spend the evening on the Boardwalk. It was a great plan. The only thing was that I didn’t include any kind of contingency plans for dealing potential monkey wrenches that would interfere with that vacation plan, such as the arrival of the remnants of a major hurricane.

So breakfast went off okay. Afterwards I took the walk along the beach. The weather was very sunny and it was already hot and humid. It was also incredibly windy, which was annoying at times, but still manageable. I felt this incredible joy at being able to dip my toes into the ocean at long last and I felt thrilled. I also took a few beach shots that morning, which showed how the day started off very lovely.

I had packed my 15-inch Ariel the Little Mermaid doll mainly because the package she came in indicated that one could take a bath with that doll. (You can even see the original package that indicated that she could be plunged in water in this video I shot when I originally purchased that doll.) I thought it would be a bit wacky to plunge that doll into the ocean while filming it for a short video. I ended up just placing the doll along the edge of the shore and let the ocean waves roll over her while I shot the video. Then I ran quickly to scoop up the doll before the next wave arrived because I didn’t want to risk having the doll swept out to sea. Once I finished with making the video, I dipped my feet into the ocean a few more times before I decided to return to the motel room where I quickly edited that video and uploaded it on to TikTok and YouTube.

For lunch I went to Shmagels Bagels, which was located in the same shopping center as OC Wasabi (where I ate dinner the night before). I had a bagel with cream cheese, a bag of chips, and a diet soda. The bagel place didn’t offer indoor seating due to the pandemic but it had a couple of tables outside where I was able to eat lunch and soak up some sunshine.

After lunch I wanted to take a digestion break before going back to the beach. I decided to use that time to take a driving trip around the island. I traveled north on Coastal Highway until I crossed the state line into Fenwick Island, Delaware. I went to Fisher’s Popcorn, where I treated myself to a bucket of caramel popcorn without having to pay sales tax. (That’s the main allure of shopping in Delaware.)

I originally thought about going to Sea Shell City where I would browse whatever that shop had for sale and I would go to the upper level where the DiscoverSea Shipwreck Museum is located. I always went to that place at least once on previous trips so I thought it would be good to revisit it for old time’s sake. Except I arrived and I discovered that the entire place was now closed on Wednesdays, which was a bummer. I don’t ever recall that place being closed at all during the summer season but now that is the case.

As a consolation I stopped at a nearby Sunsations where I purchased a souvenir t-shirt for myself.

I decided to return back to Maryland. On the way back I stopped off at one of the many lighthouses that dot the Delaware shoreline where I took these pictures.

By that point the direct sunlight along with the constant wind, the high heat, and the high humidity was getting to me. I decided to go back to the motel and rest for about a half an hour then get dressed in my swimsuit and head down to the beach. When I went inside of my motel room it was still sunny outside and it looked like a great day for swimming. I had the curtains drawn while I was in my motel room for privacy reasons so naturally I assumed that the weather would remain the same. After I rested for a little while I changed into my swimsuit and coverup, grabbed my beach bag, chair, and towel and stepped outside of my room.

I soon became shocked at what I saw. These intense grey storm clouds suddenly came and it was even windier than before. In any other situation, I would just go back inside of my room and cancel the idea of going on the beach. However I only had one day in Ocean City and I really wanted to experience the beach as much as possible. I began to hope that these clouds would just be fleeting and the sun would come back. So I continued on to the beach. On the way there I saw this sign urging people to practice social distancing, which was yet another reminder that we were still in a major pandemic.

When I arrived at the beach, I saw how bad the situation was. Many people were starting to leave and I saw no one swimming in the ocean. I also saw the waves getting way rougher, as this next picture shows.

The wind was blowing even harder than before. In fact, the wind was kicking up so hard that it was starting to blow up sand. Grains of sand was hitting my skin so hard that they literally stung. I tried reading my book along the beach but the wind and stinging sand made it impossible. When I got up from my chair, the wind had knocked it down. I also noticed that the seagulls weren’t flying at all. They basically stayed on the beach. In fact, there was one seagull that was very close to me.

I took that chair being knocked over as a sign that I should just give up on doing any kind of swimming in the ocean on that day (or any other kind of beach-related activity for that matter) and just return to my motel room. The first thing I did was take a shower. Afterwards I decided to eat an early dinner then go out to the Boardwalk since that was another thing I wanted to do while I was in Ocean City. I saw that there was a crab place called Higgins Crab House located across the street from the motel. I decided to give that place a try so I walked over.

I ordered the soft-shell crab sandwich with french fries and a diet soda. I found the whole meal delicious and the service was excellent as well.

After dinner I walked back across the street, got in my car, and decided to head towards the Boardwalk. The wind was so high that it was blowing my hair around to the point where I was totally annoyed. I decided to stop at CVS and buy a pack of scrunchies so I could tie my hair back. I managed to tie my hair back but the wind was still determined to blow my tied up hair around while I was still on the Boardwalk. At least it was better than not having my hair tied back at all.

So I parked at the Boardwalk and started my walk at the inlet, where I took this sunset photo. The giant wave on the left side of the photo is the only indication of how bad the weather had become.

The only ride I went on that night was the Haunted House ride. It was running that night because most of the ride is indoors so it wasn’t affected by the high wind. The last time I rode it was back in 2009. At that time I felt that the ride was a pale reflection of my earlier memories of going on that same ride as a child. I shot a video titled Lame Haunted House Ride on the Boardwalk in Ocean City, Maryland and uploaded on to YouTube. It had gotten a lot of views over the past 12 years along with a lot of comments, some of which are hostile. I still stand by my assertion that it was a lame ride when I last rode it in 2009.

Anyway, I saw this sign that said that the ride was refurbished in 2012. I decided to ride it again partly for old time’s sake and partly to see if the ride was still lame or if it had improved.

Having gone on the ride I have to say that it has improved a lot since my last ride in 2009. They added some really cool effects, including ones that looked like ghosts were about to approach you. I really enjoyed that ride. I didn’t shoot any video because I just wanted to see for myself what the ride was like and I just wanted to enjoy myself. I could have ridden it again a second time just to shoot video but I really wasn’t in the mood that night. Having the high wind constantly whip around me had put a damper on my mood. If I ever make it back out to Ocean City again, I will shoot a new video showing how improved this ride had become.

I was determined to enjoy the Boardwalk despite the weather-related obstacles. I noticed that the Boardwalk Train that usually carried passengers up and down the Boardwalk wasn’t running at all that night. I suspected that the wind had a lot to do with that. As I walked I noticed that there were far fewer people than there would be on a late summer evening.

I stopped in a few stores and I purchased a couple of Ocean City souvenir face masks at one of them. I also stopped at Dumser’s Dairyland where I purchased a soft vanilla ice cream cone with a chocolate dip top. I sat on a bench and ate my ice cream as the wind was whipping around me.

After I finished my ice cream cone I decided that I needed a break from the constant heavy wind whipping around me so I decided to ditch inside of the indoor part of the Trimpers Amusements amusement park. The only rides that were operating that night were the indoor rides (such as the aforementioned Haunted House). These rides were mainly kiddie rides along with warped mirrors and trashcans like this clown one in the next photo.

I sat on a bench while I was recuperating from outdoors. I also took a look at the carousel, which is the same carousel that I used to ride on as a child (when my family used to take vacations in Ocean City). As an adult I can appreciate the artistry of the carousel, which not only has horses but also different type of animals like a giraffe and a sea monster.

I decided to go to one of the video arcades. In the past I would spend quarters playing the various video games, some of which were the vintage video games from the 1970s, 1980s, and 1990s (such as Space Invaders and Donkey Kong). But I saw that the arcades on the Boardwalk have changed. They decided to emulate the newer arcades like Dave & Busters and The Main Event by now requiring people to get a plastic card where you’d load it with cash then use it to swipe the machines in order to play the game. I didn’t think that it made sense for me to get a plastic card just to play a few games since I was leaving Ocean City the following day and I’m not going to be able to return there too often. Here is one of the machines where one can get the plastic card.

Most of the stores and restaurants on the Boardwalk were open despite the weather although there were a few places that were closed down, such as these two fast food places.

All of the outdoor amusement park rides weren’t running due to the intense wind. But they still kept the lights on despite that.

A lot of stores were starting to close down around 9 p.m. I was getting so tired of having the wind whip around me that I decided to go back to the motel. My decision was further solidified when it started to drizzle. I arrived at my car and proceeded to drive back to the motel. At that point, the heavens opened up and it began to rain really hard. I drove my car very slowly in order to avoid any accidents and fortunately most of the other cars on the same road were also driving slow as well. I was so glad that I had a relatively short commute because that rain was intense. By the time I reached the motel, the heavy storm had slowed down to a drizzle once again. I was so glad to reach my motel room.

Here are a couple of photos of the stuff that I purchased that day, including a tub of Fisher’s Popcorn, a the-dye souvenir Ocean City t-shirt, two souvenir Ocean City face masks, and a pack of scrunchies.

I wound down from the crazy weather by surfing the Internet. I learned that the crazy weather in Ocean City was caused by the remnants of Hurricane Ida that struck the Gulf Coast states a few days earlier. So I was frolicking around Ocean City in the middle of a hurricane remnant. But I have to admit that Ocean City was pretty much unscathed despite the high wind and the bouts of rain. I later learned that Annapolis and Edgewater bore the brunt of Hurricane Ida as a tornado struck the area. Here’s a tweet from Governor Larry Hogan as he checked out the area on the following day.

As the remnants of Hurricane Ida went north, there was even more damage. Here is what happened to Philadelphia.

Here is how the remnants of Hurricane Ida impacted New Jersey.

New York also suffered heavy damage from Hurricane Ida.

Those reports of what happened in other parts of the Mid-Atlantic Region really made me pause and think that I was relatively lucky that day. Had one of the more damaging remnants of Hurricane Ida hit Ocean City, I’m sure I would’ve seen flooding and other kinds of life-threatening situations. I was so lucky that Ocean City was unscathed. The Wikipedia has listed Hurricane Ida as being the second most-damaging and intense hurricane to make landfall in Louisiana and the sixth-costliest cyclone on record.

Day 3-September 2, 2021

I admit that I was disappointed that I couldn’t do a full swim yesterday due to Hurricane Ida. I had thought about making up for it by doing another walk along the beach in my full clothes while I dip my toes into the ocean just like I did on the morning before. I ate breakfast inside of the hotel room then I started to pack thinking that I would make my walk once I loaded everything in the car and formally check out of the motel.

But when I stepped outside to load my things into the car I saw that the weather had dramatically changed. The weather was very sunny but the temperature was much cooler and the humidity was also way lower than the last few days. The temperature had gone no higher than 73 degrees Fahrenheit. It was a lovely day to be outdoors but it felt way too cold to be doing any kind of barefoot walking along the shoreline. I decided to just give up on doing any kind of ocean plunges on this trip and get out of Ocean City.

Since it was such a lovely day I thought it would be a cool idea to eat an al fresco lunch outside somewhere. I decided to stop at Shmagels Bagels once again and get a bagel with cream cheese, a bag of chips, and a bottle of diet soda to go.

Once I got the food I drove the car along Philadelphia Avenue then I crossed the Route 50 bridge to West Ocean City. The first thing I did was stop at Candy Kitchen, which has a big store in West Ocean City. It is also dotted with some candy-themed sculptures outside.

As you can guess by the name, Candy Kitchen is full of candy. (I purchased a bag of chocolate licorice, a bag of dark chocolate nonpareils, and a bag of pretzels covered in dark chocolate.) Candy Kitchen was also loaded with all kinds of stuffed animals, especially the currently popular Squishmallows.

Candy Kitchen also carried Squishmallow-like plushes made by other manufacturers, which was how I learned that Ty, the company responsible for the 1990s Beanie Babies craze, have its own line known as Squish-A-Boos.

Candy Kitchen was located near the White Marlin Mall, which I briefly stopped at but it was mostly the same chain stores that I could find back home. It even had a Five Below, which I actually went inside but I didn’t stay long because it sold pretty much the same stuff as the Five Below stores located close to my house.

I decided to drive back to Berlin just so I could visit the Mermaid Museum, which was closed when I previously went there just two days earlier. This time the museum was open so I was able to visit.

The Mermaid Museum opened last year and it bills itself as the first museum dedicated to mermaids. Unfortunately I don’t have too many pictures mainly because I saw a sign saying that photography and videography was prohibited with the exception of two designated selfie areas. The museum takes up just one large room and I was able to go through it in an hour. There is plenty of mermaid art including a few sculptures, drawings, and paintings. They had one of P.T. Barnum’s notorious Fiji Mermaids (which is really the upper half of a monkey sewn on to a fish tail). They had one wall that listed mermaids as they appeared in various cultures (such as ancient Greece, Haiti, Africa, and Asia) along with books (such as Hans Christian Andersen’s The Little Mermaid) and movies (such as Disney’s adaption of The Little Mermaid). Another wall listed people who claimed to have actually seen mermaids. They had smaller display cases with a few mermaid-related items, such as a photo of actress Darryl Hannah when she famously portrayed Madison the mermaid in the film Splash and it was autographed by Hannah herself.

There was even a movie screen that showed two mermaid-themed shorts on a constant rotating basis. Both of those shorts can be found on YouTube in case you’re interested. One is the 1904 film La Sirène made by the early French director Georges Méliès.

The other is a vintage 1961 promotional film for the mermaids at the Weeki Wachee Springs in Florida.

One of the designated selfie areas had a bathtub that one could crawl into in an effort to recreate Darryl Hannah’s famous bathtub scene in Splash. I decided not to try going in because I was feeling a bit on the stiff side after doing a lot of walking along the Boardwalk the night before. But it was a cool selfie staging area that would make a great Instagram post.

The other designated selfie area was larger and it was located near the front entrance. It featured a wall that invited visitors to draw a mermaid.

Even though there were provided art supplies that people could use, I ended up not drawing anything because that wall was so completely filled with drawings that I had a hard time finding an empty space.

That designated selfie area had a small altar made from seashells and a starfish with a sign inviting people to place their hands over it to receive a “mermaid’s blessing.”

When I placed my hand over it, I got a puff of water. I thought it was quite cute!

The Mermaid Museum had a tiny gift shop located just outside of the front door of the museum. They had mostly t-shirts and postcards although I did purchase this hardcover book because I fell in love with it. It’s called The Mermaid Handbook, which is written by Carolyn Turgeon, and it features a mix of mermaid literature, mermaid-themed recipes, and mermaid craft projects. I’m currently reading it now and, so far, I’m enjoying it.

After my visit with the Mermaid Museum I stepped back outside where I saw a couple of wooden adirondack chairs. I decided to eat my bag lunch from Schmagels Bagels there while I enjoyed the lovely weather. After lunch I briefly walked around the downtown Berlin area and even stopped in a few stores before I decided to head out of town.

I took US 113 North into Delaware then I merged on to Delaware Route 1. I headed to Dover where I visited this really neat little museum called the Johnson Victrola Museum.

Eldridge Reeves Johnson was a Delaware native who co-founded the Victor Talking Machine Company and was instrumental in popularizing the Victrola (which was an early record player). That museum had plenty of Victrolas on display.

The museum also had stuff related to the famous dog Nipper. He was originally a mascot of the Victor Talking Machine Company in the United States until that company was sold to RCA and RCA subsequently adopted Nipper as its own mascot.

I was given a guided tour by a young man who demonstrated one of the Victrolas. I also learned that the phrase “put a sock in it” originated with the fact that if one wanted to lower the volume of a Victrola, the only way to do it was to place a rolled-up sock into the horn, which muffled the sound. That’s a pretty cool piece of trivia that I can drop at a future party. (LOL!)

The upper level of the museum had later Victrolas that were redesigned as pieces of decorative furniture. The tour guide told me that the company felt that making the Victrolas that way would entice more women to consider buying Victrolas. (Apparently men were more likely to purchase a Victrola than women.) The company even offered Victrolas in cabinets that could be customized and painted to what the buyer wanted. These one-of-a-kind Victrolas were far more expensive than the mass-produced models.

As I was doing some research for this blog post, I found that the Library of Congress has digitized many of the records that were released by the Victor Talking Machine Company through its Victor Records subsidiary and one can listen to them online for free at the National Jukebox website.

After my visit to the museum I decided to hit the road again. I traveled north until I reached Newark where I decided to stop at the massive Christiana Mall. This particular mall is located close to the Maryland border and the big allure of this mall is the opportunity to do some sales tax-free shopping. The only thing is that if you’re expecting locally-owned stores, you’ll be disappointed. All of the stores in that mall are chain stores, such as Spencers Gifts, Target, Nordstrom, JC Penney, Pottery Barn, Lolli & Pops, and H&M. I walked around hoping to find a place where I could eat dinner but I found the food court to be very lacking.

So I got back in my car and drove to the Christiana Fashion Center, which is a giant open-air shopping center that’s located across from Christiana Mall. That shopping center had more chain stores, such as Trader Joe’s, Best Buy, REI, Ultra Beauty, and Famous Footwear. I ended up eating at the Shake Shack.

My take on both the Christiana Mall and the Christiana Fashion Center is that both places have many of the same chain stores and restaurants as elsewhere. The only real appeal is the chance to go shopping without paying sales tax. But, to be honest, unless you are planning to spend a huge amount of money in one day (at least $500 or more), I don’t think it’s really worth the effort to make the two-hour drive from the DC area. The gas and tolls would erase whatever money you saved on not paying sales tax unless you end up buying a huge amount of stuff.

While I was at the Shake Shack I went into Google Maps on my smartphone in order to figure out a way of going back home while avoiding toll booths because I just didn’t want a repeat of driving through EZ Pass lanes without a transponder once I was back in Maryland. Basically it involved taking the direct exit from the mall on to I-95 South then getting on the Baltimore Beltway and, finally, going on the Baltimore-Washington Parkway. It added an extra half-an-hour on the trip but at least I didn’t have to deal with gritting my teeth as I drove through an EZ Pass gate without a transponder.

So I arrived home at around 8 p.m. where I felt tired but happy because I finally made it back to Ocean City. I wished that Hurricane Ida hadn’t showed up but, otherwise, I was content with my trip and I arrived just in time for the start of the Labor Day holiday weekend.

UPDATE (December 14, 2021): As I wrote earlier in this post, I ended up going through a few EZ Pass gates in Maryland despite not having a transponder. I didn’t get a notice from the State of Maryland until just a couple of weeks ago when the envelope finally arrived. Today I managed to pay the tolls online, which turned out to be a total of $18. I’m definitely going to get an EZ Pass transponder for any future trips since EZ Pass seems to be the wave of the future.

This year is the fifth anniversary of this blog. For the first year I was unsure about how many photos I could actually upload because of the free WordPress.com blogging account has a space limit. So I kept photo uploads limited to just my arts and crafts along with any photographs that I actually exhibited in a show. Over time I learned such things as graphic optimization so I was able to upload more photos that way than I thought I could. So for the rest of the year I’m going to devote Throwback Thursday to photos from previous blog entries (along with links to the original posts) that I should’ve uploaded five years earlier but I didn’t.

In late June 2010 my then-husband and I went to our annual trip to Ocean City, Maryland. We usually went with his sister and any other friend and/or relative who wanted to tag along. (We originally started with the two of us, his sister, her teenaged son, and one of his friends. Once the son grew up and joined the U.S. Navy, one of my sister-in-law’s friends would join us. Although there was one year or two when it was just the three of us.) That year I thought it would just be the two of us because his sister’s son was preparing to get married just two or three weeks later and his mother was busy with helping out with the long-distance wedding preparations. (She lived in Pennsylvania while the wedding was taking place in Connecticut, where her son was stationed.) I was surprised when I learned that she was going to take a break from the wedding preparations to go down to the beach with us. In fact, I would later hear her brag to other relatives about how she managed to make time to go to Ocean City with us despite her son’s wedding taking place so soon afterwards.

It turned out that I wrote just two blog posts on that trip. One was on June 28, 2010. Here are the photos I took on June 28-29.

Some of what one can ride on one of the carousels instead of horses on the Boardwalk.

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Some paintings.

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The Boardwalk after sunset.

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A local sand sculptor who, for many seasons, have done sand sculptures based on the life of Jesus and various scenes from the Bible.

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The other post I wrote about that trip was on June 30, 2010. Here are the rest of the photos I took between June 30-July 2.

The Boardwalk in daytime.

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Some surfers trying to catch the perfect wave.

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Ocean City Firefighters 9/11 Memorial.

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Wall paintings based on old photographs and postcards of Ocean City circa 1890-1920.

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An unusual store clerk. LOL! (The dog belonged to the owner of the jewelry shop.)

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A young couple rests on the Boardwalk benches with their latest oversized winnings from the various midway games.

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A coin-operated kiddie dolphin ride.

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The Fenwick Island Lighthouse located just over the border from Ocean City into Fenwick Island, Delaware.

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A stone marker marks the state border between Maryland and Delaware.

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For the last three or four of my annual trips to Ocean City (before my divorce), my husband, sister-in-law, and I would go to the Angler Restaurant for dinner at a certain time because that time had this bargain: You get a free half-hour boat trip when you eat dinner there. So we would arrive in time to eat dinner then we would board a boat where I would take some really cool sunset photos.

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Just a few hours before we had to check out of our condo on July 2, I went down to the beach for a last early morning walk along the shoreline.

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Early morning seashell hunting is a really big thing in Ocean City.

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It was also during this trip that I saw street performers on the Boardwalk who portrayed living statues. I shot this short video so you’ll know exactly what I mean. (I have to admit that they were a hoot!)

I attended the Planned Parenthood fundraiser in Baltimore on June 17, 2011 when I briefly met the MC, Misty Barfly, at that event. I sought her out during one of her breaks because she mentioned onstage that she came from nearby Glen Burnie and I lived there myself from the time I was 5 until I left home to attend my sophomore year at the University of Maryland at College Park when I was 19. After I graduated from College Park, I moved back to Glen Burnie and I lived there for 10 months until I left home for good when I got married.

When I told Misty Barfly that I also came from Glen Burnie, she referred to it as a “hellhole” and I agreed with her sentiment. I grew up in the sourthernmost part of town (which bordered on Severn) and there was no bus service. If you wanted to go somewhere (like to a store or a library), you had to get in a car and drive at least 5 miles. It really sucked as a child because there was really no place within walking distance. It didn’t help that there were no playgrounds available until I was well into the upper grades in elementary school and even then you had to walk at least 15 minutes to get to the nearest one. My mother, who grew up in Baltimore City, said that she loved the idea of living in a place with no bus service (the nearest bus stop was 3 miles away) because she just didn’t want to deal with the kind of people she encountered in Baltimore and neither of my parents didn’t really consider the impact living in a neighborhood with few recreation resources and no public transportation would have on kids like me. For many years our neighborhood had problems with vandalism (kids would place firecrackers in mailboxes or soap up a neighbor’s windows) because they had nothing else to do for entertainment. I saw kids who turned to drugs and alcohol because they had nothing better to do since everything was at least 3 miles away.

On top of that Glen Burnie was a town that was (and still is) full of shopping malls, shopping centers, and car dealerships. (In fact, Glen Burnie has been called “The Car Dealership Capital of Maryland” because there are so many car dealerships of all kinds—including an Oldmobile dealer that also sold a few Rolls Royces.)

And then there was my school days. I had problems with kids threatening to beat me up and calling me “mentally retarded” for reasons that even I cannot fathom. I grew up in a majority white area and I’m white myself. I’m living proof that if white kids can’t find minorities to harrass and beat up, they’ll get creative and turn to other white kids who are somehow “inferior” for whatever reason.

The high school I attended—Old Mill Senior High School—really sucked for me because that school placed a really high priority on its athletes at the expense of everything thing else—including academics. The principal used to get on the PA system and announce with pride whenever the football or basketball team did well but didn’t feel the same sort of pride for the latest accomplishments of—let’s say—the Chess Club. I still have memories of how the school administration reacted with shock when a guy who was a year ahead of me was accepted to Cornell University because Old Mill basically had pretty low expectations for us kids, with the exception of sports. (Ironically, no Old Mill star athelete have ever made it to the NBA or the NFL. Heck, I don’t even know of any Old Mill athletes who made it to the Olympics or World Cup Soccer either.)

Of course, some of the kids continued to peg me with the “mentally retarded” reputation that I never deserved. (I was NEVER in Special Education and I am a college graduate with a Bachelor of Science degree in Journalism.) In fact, the main reason I was dateless was because most of the boys didn’t want to be seen dating a “mentally retarded” girl like me. I didn’t attend my junior or senior proms because no boy wanted to date me for that reason.

(In case you were wondering, my parents didn’t seem care that I was dateless in high school. My mother, who married my father at 19 and had me at 21, strongly discouraged me from dating because she was afraid that I would marry soon after high school graduation like she did. In addition, she came close to eloping with a previous boyfriend when she was 16 but decided against it at the last minute and she was afraid that I would do the same if I even dated any guys. Heck, they didn’t even care that I had few friends at all. I still have memories of the numerous times my mother would tell me that having lots of nice things is better than having lots of friends—even though the Roman Catholic faith she raised me in would preach that excessive materialism is wrong and sinful. I was pretty confused growing up with two conflicting sets of ideas and morals—one espoused by my parents and the other espoused by the Roman Catholic Church they raised me in.)

This “mentally retarded” reputation even followed me to my freshman year at Anne Arundel Community College when many of my fellow Old Mill graduates—especially the ones who were the cheerleaders—talked to me in a way like I was still inferior. Ironically, I made new friends from people who never attended Old Mill and my first boyfriend also never set foot in my high school. One of the reasons why I ended up transferring to College Park a year early was because I really couldn’t stand it anymore with the disrespect I felt from the former Old Mill jocks and cheerleaders. It was only after I attended the University of Maryland that I finally started to thrive socially since very few of the students there knew me from my days at Old Mill.

The only high school reunion I ever attended was my five-year and I really didn’t enjoy it very much. I saw people there who used to be rude to me and they pretty much ignored me. Sure it was nice meeting up with the few people I was friends with but we didn’t get a chance to exchange addresses or phone numbers so we never contacted each other. I’ve skipped all of my other high school reunions since.

I have pretty much severed all of my ties to my former schoolmates from Old Mill. I have a Facebook page but it’s under my married name, which makes it more difficult for a former high school enemy to find me. I also have not sought out any old schoolmates via Facebook or any other social media.

A few days ago, when I was checking out the Boardwalk in Ocean City, I had an unwanted encounter from my past. I came to the Boardwalk after a major rainstorm and it was drizzling while I walked around. On top of that, I needed to get back to my condo in time for dinner. I decided to head for a soda machine to buy myself a Diet Pepsi before I returned to my car and made the 100+ block drive to the condo that was located in the northermost part of Ocean City.

So some woman suddenly approached me and asked me if I was this certain person and she used my former name. I looked at her and I didn’t recognize her at all. She had red hair and the only classmate I remembered who had red hair was this girl who I never want to hear from again. It’s possible that she may have dyed her hair red. In any case, I didn’t recognize her face. She was accompanied by a guy who looked like he was in his late teens and I assumed that he was either her son or nephew.

I was in a quandry because I was afraid that this woman was either 1) she was one of the former cheerleaders who used to harass me and call me “mentally retarded” or 2) the red headed classmate whom I don’t want to hear from again. I was also in a hurry to get back to the condo since my husband and sister-in-law were going to serve dinner and they were waiting for me to arrive.

I decided to make things easy on myself and I basically said “No.” The woman apologized and said “You look like someone I went to school with.” With that, her and the teenaged boy walked away.

I know some of you will think that I was foolish to pass up a chance to reconnect with someone from my past. But I really didn’t want to risk it. If she had been one of the cheerleaders who called me “mentally retarded”, I had visions of her talking to me about the good times she had when she used to diss me and taunt me. I really didn’t want that.

I was also afraid that she may be the red headed classmate whom I don’t want to hear from again. Why? Well, here’s a story about that girl, whom I’ll refer to only by her first initial—”D”. D was a girl in the same year as I was and I saw her around in the hallway. I never shared any classes with her other than Homeroom. In fact, I only got to know D because she was a friend of a friend of mine. I happened to sit at the same cafeteria table during my senior year (1979-1980) with my friends and D sat there too.

D and I started to talk and she seemed like a really nice girl. One day, she asked me for my phone number and I gave it to her. I didn’t think anything of it. I thought she was a nice girl to talk to. When I got home from school, she called me that night. She started to talk about the same things we talked about during lunch and she started to make this one-sided conversation without letting me get a word in edgewise. The conversation lasted about 15 minutes and I thought that she was just testing out the number I gave her.

The next day I sat next to her and things went on as usual. That night she called me again and she started to talk about the same things we talked about during lunch and she started to make this one-sided conversation without letting me get a word in edgewise. From time to time D would say that she only called to see how I was doing then she didn’t let me answer her question because she kept on yakking.

From then on she would call me every single night, including weekends. Those phone calls were always all about her and her latest dramas regarding her family and the various boys she dated. She repeated everything she spoke about during lunch and she rarely let me get a word in edgewise.

She called on the only phone we had in the house. This was in the days before cell phones, answering machines, and Caller ID. Back then when the phone rang, you usually had to pick it up no matter what because you didn’t want to miss any calls that were important. Also, each family had one phone line per household because multiple phone lines were very expensive in those days. (I recall that large businesses and government agencies were the only ones that had more than one phone line.) While some homes had more than one phone (especially the larger multilevel homes), they all connected to the same phone line. (In those homes one generally had to listen on the receiver to make sure that someone else in the household wasn’t using that same phone line before dialing the number.) I didn’t know any kid who had his/her own separate phone line. If someone was calling on a regular basis, the kid’s parents would know.

My parents knew that D was calling me excessively. In fact, I told them that she was a nuisance. Yet they made me take every single call that she made.They told me that I had to learn how to be considerate for others.

On the rare occasions when I was bold enough to be assertive and tell D that I was too busy to talk to her (especially if I was in the middle of doing homework), my parents would chide me for being rude. They also took me to task if I asked her to stop calling me so much or if I asked her to please keep the phone call short or to even tell her that she had already told me about it at lunch. It seemed like they took her side and they didn’t care about why I didn’t like her calling me every single day.

She became more and more like The Friend From Hell as the school year went on. When her birthday rolled around in the spring of 1980, she told me to mark the date of her birthday in my datebook. At first I thought she was planning a party and she was going to invite me to it. But then she told me that she wanted me to give her a birthday present. That’s right, she demanded a birthday present from me. Never mind the fact that she never asked me when my birthday was nor did she get me a birthday present. Yet she wanted me to give her a birthday present and she would even call me on the phone to remind me to give her a present.

It turned out that I had purchased a record that I was disappointed in so I gave that record to her as her birthday gift. It not only shut her up but I got rid of an unwanted album. To this day, D is the only friend who ever demanded a birthday present from me.

What was even galling was this one incident that convinced me that she was no real friend. Around late May, 1980 I had received a notice during homeroom that I was getting two awards at the special Senior Awards Ceremony that was held just a few weeks prior to graduation. That night D called and I immediately blurted out that I was getting two awards this Saturday. D responded “Well that’s nice. Good-bye.” Then she hung up.

I was really hurt because I listened patiently all those times she poured her guts out about the guys she wanted to marry yet she brushed me off when I wanted to share an achievement with her. I even told my parents about this because I wanted them to know what kind of girl she really was.

Even after high school graduation, she continued to call me all through the summer every single day. My parents still made me take those calls even though they KNEW about how she acted towards me regarding the Senior Awards Ceremony. There were times when I thought that they seemed to care more about her than about me.

The phone calls began to taper off when I started my freshman year at Anne Arundel Community College in the fall of 1980. Around that time I began a serious relationship with my first boyfriend. I told her about him when she called me at home and she stopped calling me for a while. I guess she didn’t like hearing about how happy I was that I had a boyfriend. Which sucks when I think back about all those times I listened to her when she talked incessantly about some guy she liked or the latest guy she was in a relationship with yet she wasn’t willing to do the same for me.

She would call every now and then so it wasn’t quite as bad. But then the daily phone calls started up again in late spring, 1981 when she called and she asked me how I was doing. After I had mentioned that my boyfriend had dumped me, she began to resume calling me every single night. She was now talking about this great guy she had met, they were dating really seriously, and he had asked her to marry him. I became really annoyed about her calling me every single night and relaying the details of her relationship.

D and her guy got married quickly (I think it was around early summer, 1981). Soon afterwards she called me to tell me that she was pregnant. Afterwards she began to devote her daily phone calls to telling me details about being blissfully married and how she couldn’t wait to become a mother. At that point, I stopped caring for D as a friend because she seemed to care about only herself and I felt that she was using me as a sounding board instead of a person with feelings.

I also began to make preparations to transferring to the University of Maryland in the fall, 1981. That summer I worked the night shift as a telephone interviewer for a marketing company. When D found out, she simply shifted her daily phone calls from the evenings to the afternoons. My grandmother, who lived with my family, insisted that I take her calls, just like my parents did.

Before I left for College Park in the fall, I told D that I didn’t have a new phone number available to give to her, which was the truth. She told me to give her a call when I got the new number but I never did. I was able to finally escape from D’s frequent phone calls for good.

The following spring (1982), D called my parents’s home and left a message for me, which my mother wrote down on a piece of paper. My mother gave me that message when I was home for spring break. The message said that D had given birth to a baby girl and she left her phone number where I can call her. When I returned to school, the first thing I did was to trash that message. I haven’t heard from D since and I never want to hear from her again.

Now you understand why I lied to that woman on the Boardwalk.

Yesterday was my last full day in Ocean City, Maryland and I was determined to make the most of it. It was also one of the few days that had no rain in the forecast and it was sunny and hot all day long. That morning I finally was able to do the one thing that I couldn’t do earlier either because of my back problems or the weather or both—go for an early morning stroll along the beach. Aside from a few early-morning swimmers and angler fisherman, the beach was mostly clear, as you can see in this photo below.

Beach, Ocean City, Maryland

After my brief stroll, I returned to the condo for some breakfast. After that my husband, sister-in-law, and I decided to make a last visit to The Bookend Cafe where we had some drinks, browsed the gifts and books sold there, and did some web surfing using the cafe’s free wi-fi. On the way back from the cafe, we stopped off at the same Fenwick Island lighthouse that I took a nighttime photo of just a few days ago. Here is what the lighthouse looks like in daylight.

Fenwick Island Lighthouse in Daytime
Top of Fenwick Island Lighthouse

After lunch we spent some time in the afternoon at the beach where we took a few last dips in the ocean then did some final book reading on the beach. Then we changed out of our swimsuits and headed to the Boardwalk for one final time. Unlike the last time I went to the Boardwalk, the day was much brighter and I was able to do some more walking than I was before since I didn’t have to worry about raindrops. Here’s a photo I took of the landmark Esskay Clock. When I used to go to Ocean City as a child with my extended family (including my cousins), we kids used to be instructed to wait by that clock if we somehow became separated. I remembered when I did just that one crowded night when I got separated by my family and they were all happy that when they found me at the clock.

Esskay Clock, Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland

Next to the Esskay Clock is a newer Boardwalk landmark. This is the Firefighters Memorial and it was erected to honor the firefighters who perished in the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon on September 11, 2001.

Firefighters Memorial, The Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland

Here’s a different kind of landmark. For many years a sculptor and minister Randy Hofman has been creating these gigantic sand sculptures based on events in the Bible. They are really a sight to behold.

Giant Sand Sculptures, Ocean City, Maryland
Giant Sand Sculptures, Ocean City, Maryland
Giant Sand Sculptures, Ocean City, Maryland
Giant Sand Sculptures, Ocean City, Maryland
Giant Sand Sculptures, Ocean City, Maryland

If you want to see more of Randy Hofman’s work, check out his website right here.

The Boardwalk have long been home to would-be artists and musicians who try to ply their trade among the vacation-goers. Sometimes you’ll see someone who is both an artist and a musician, like the guy in the photo below.

Artist and Musician, The Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland

After walking around on the Boardwalk, we headed to the Angler restaurant to take advantage of its dinner and sunset cruise. We ate a wonderful dinner in the restaurant then we went out on the dock in the back of the restaurant where we boarded a boat. I took a whole bunch of sunset photos. Here’s one of the sunset over the Route 50 bridge that leads into Ocean City.

Sunset Over Route 50 Bridge, Ocean City, Maryland

Here’s another sunset photo, this one over Assateague Island.

Assateague Island at Sunset

And here’s sunset over West Ocean City, Maryland.

Sunset Over West Ocean City, Maryland

And here are a few sunset photos of the Boardwalk, where you can see the bright lights from far away.

Sunset Over the Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland
Sunset Over the Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland
Sunset Over the Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland

In this photo, you can see the kites that are located right outside The Kite Loft. The kites are flown day and night during the summer.

Kites Flying at Sunset, Ocean City, Maryland

Towards the end of the boat trip, things took a really dramatic turn. Our boat got word of another boat that had literally run aground and the boat I was on decided to go over to see if it could offer some help. By the time we arrived, the Coast Guard had already arrived to offer aid to the boat. I managed to take a few photos of that ship that ran aground but it was really dark and my camera had a hard time picking up the image so the next two photos are blurry. Here is the white boat that’s stuck among the rocks.

Boat Ran Aground

The blue lights in this photo are the ones from the Coast Guard boat.

Boat Ran Aground

Yesterday was another one of those days that started off nice and hot before it turned into yet another thunderstorm. My husband, sister-in-law, and myself all went down to the beach while it was still hot and sunny. I managed to stay in the shallow end of the ocean again before returning to my chair to read a few chapters from my book, then returning to the ocean for one last swim. I read some more from my book and I thought about going back in the ocean until I saw some nasty clouds come in. The lifeguards then closed the beach because of reports of lightning further south.

The rain came in really hard then it tapered off to a drizzle. At one point I decided to do some driving around Ocean City, which I hadn’t been able to do earlier in the trip because of the huge mass of people who came for the Fourth of July. (Most of the crowds left after July 4, which made the trip more pleasant.) I made a brief stop by the Boardwalk but I ended up cutting the trip short because it started to drizzle again. I took a few photos before I called it quits for the day.

The Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland
The Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland
Shark, The Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland
Pirate Skull, The Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland

Here’s a mix of the old and the new. This plaque describes a carousel that has been running continuosuly in Ocean City since 1902 with a newer sign underneath it that contains one of those smartphone codes that probably provides more information about the carousel. (I don’t know for sure since I currently don’t own a smartphone.)

Carousel Entrance, The Boardwalk, Ocean City, Maryland

Here is the carousel itself. All of the animals were hardcarved and each one is a work of art.

Carousel, Ocean City, Maryland

Not only does this carousel have the traditional horses but it also has a variety of other animals that people can choose to ride, such as this rooster.

Carousel, Ocean City, Maryland

Here’s a claw machine that’s offering prizes based on the very popular video game Angry Birds. (Yes, I have a copy of it on my iPod Touch and I was addicted to it for a while until I hit a level that—no matter how hard I try—I can’t seem to master.)

Angry Birds Claw Machine Prizes, Ocean City, Maryland

During my trip to Ocean City, Maryland a few years ago, I was talking a walk on the Boardwalk when I came across this bizarre street musician. He/she was dressed in a Sponge Bob Square Pants costume while playing a piano. This person was playing "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" despite the fact that it was June when I filmed it. This person then segues into "If You’re Happy and You Know It, Clap Your Hands". You have to see it to believe it.

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