
CHAPTER ONE
I awakened to a fresh breeze blowing across my face; I climbed out of bed and walked to the window where the view pointed to the welcoming boardwalk and beckoning ocean. I smelled the hazy mist the high tide left behind and heard a fog horn in the distance. This place is my haven – my summer get-away that I love so dearly. This place is called Ocean City, New Jersey. This vacation spot is a tradition for our family, but most recently, we took a trip there in June of 2001.
On the way to Ocean City, my family stops at a harbor side restaurant/fishery. In the fishery, there is a variety of all kinds of fish, lobster, clams, oysters, etc. After wandering through the main seafood area, we go outside to the back of the harbor to the docks where ships unload their catches for the day. On the docks is a small dining area; each person chooses their seafood from the main area, then the cooks prepare and serve the food to those waiting for their meal. We enjoy this as well as the authenticity of the harbor. As a child, I always stayed clear of the docks’ edges, in fear of the deep water below; now, on our last trip to the harbor, I leaned confidently on the dock posts, looking beyond, watching the ships come in and the seagulls swarming around the lobster traps.
Another familiar sight to my family’s eyes was Cape May, a very beautiful, romantic spot for sightseers and beachcombers. Cape May’s lighthouse stands tall and strong. Although serene during the day, the lighthouse shines fiercely at night, warning ships away from the shore’s jetties. We climbed the stairs and stood atop, looking out onto the waters and the people below. Cape May is always quite breezy and chillier than the other beaches in New Jersey.
CHAPTER TWO
After looking through the Cape’s small shop, we drive down to the shopping circle. Walking around the shopping area, we split up and wander through the stores we each like to see. Another lighthouse my family likes to see is Cape Barnegat, which also has a small ocean side shop, but the town it protects is an authentic fishing port. We enjoy climbing the Cape May and Barnegat lighthouses and venturing around the beaches and harbors there where we see daily life on the ocean’s side.
When we vacationed in Ocean City, my mother’s parents and her nephew met us in Ocean City. We all grew to love the beach so much more with everyone there. My brother and I would run on the beach, flying kites and tossing baseballs with our cousin Brock. I tried to sun-tan every day, but my patience only lasted for so long, and soon, I went back into the water, chilled by the Atlantic waters. My mother built sandcastles with my grandmother and my grandfather liked to read about the history of the beach in the restaurant on the boardwalk that serves really tasty breakfast. In the restaurant, there are old pictures of lifeguards, the lighthouses and newspaper articles as well.
Our friends from Dauphin County, Pennsylvania came to visit us where we stayed. I had the opportunity to baby-sit their two children at the time while our parents caught up on the recent news. It was nice to show the kids around the beach and see them build sandcastles.
On the boardwalk, we played miniature golf as a family. The theme for the golf course was a pirate theme, and it was fun, being by the ocean side; when we reached the last course holes, we saw the ocean from where we stood. Every morning, my brother and I walked to the stairs that led to the beach on the boardwalk and watched the morning surfers.
CHAPTER THREE
Watching the surfers every morning placed a new, crazy desire in me to surf sometime possibly on the Atlantic waters… Other than swimming in the ocean, we decided to spend some time at the water park on the boardwalk. We enjoyed the huge water slide, which at first, I would stand at the very top of them and look down at the pool below, then at the ocean beyond. At the very moment I was enjoying the splendor and beauty from the high heights, my brother pushed me from behind, and I unexpectedly went down the slide screaming. When I finally felt tired from all the activity, I did sun-tan by the pool.
Most evenings, we spent time on the boardwalk or the beach, and then my brother and I would get on our bikes and ride around the area to “Johnny Be Good’s” ice cream shop or to just see what the town was doing. Most of the people in the area live in beach houses with screened in porches, where people read their newspapers in the morning, and drink iced tea at night. One evening, we visited the adjacent town, Sea Isle and ate at our favorite restaurant on the harbor there. While eating, we saw people climb onto their jet skis and ride off into the sunset. I always enjoy watching people spray the ocean’s water everywhere, bumping over the waves on those jet ski’s again, that’s another thing I hope to do someday next time in New Jersey.Sea Isle is a quieter town, with that side of the beach not as enjoyable to most people. The wind whips across the sand and the waves toss wildly although, most beautiful seashells lie there. We did most of our grocery shopping in Sea Isle at the convenience store there. Also at Sea Isle is a nice pizza shop where there is an overhead view of the harbor on one side of the restaurant, and the shore on the other.Other than the lighthouses, the real enjoyment of sightseeing is just sitting on the beach in the early morning, watching the fishing boats in the distance.
CHAPTER FOUR
My dad and I like to sit on the beach, watching the dolphins jump out of the water. We can best see the ocean front from the piers that loom far out to over the waters. Some fishermen gather at the very edge of the pier, with “chum” at the end of their line to catch the sharks in the deeper waters. On a windy afternoon, just before a storm, is my favorite time to go onto the piers and look out onto the ocean; the mist hits my face and it feels good. When exploring the beaches in the morning, we look for starfish on the jetties as well as the tide pools left behind by the high tide. In those tide pools, we find ocean creatures which are always fun to find. Also, in the mornings, we walk the beach during low tide, where the seagulls swarm, hoping to catch some food left behind by the waves. If we have breakfast with us, we are careful knowing the seagulls often will try to eat the food we have with us.One thing we absolutely love about Ocean City is the boardwalk. On the boardwalk are some hotels and new beach houses. My favorite shops are the surf shops with surf boards, wet suits and flip flops. There are art shops, with pictures and portraits of the ocean. Different shops sell only the Ocean City famous popcorn of different varieties and of course, the ice cream shops are nice too. One store in particular, has seashells and shark teeth. The Salty Dog store sells books about ghost stories from Cape May and Cape Barnegat. At the very end of the boardwalk is my family’s favorite breakfast restaurant called “Brown’s Donut Shop.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Every year that we stay in Ocean City, we stay at the same place called Osborne’s Fairview Inn. This Inn is just yards away from the beach, and has become like a second home to us. We usually rent the bottom apartment of the Inn as a family. In the porch is where the sun shines in the morning, and where as a kid, I dried out the seashells I would take home to show my friends. As I grew older, and most recently, when I woke up in the morning, that is where I ate my breakfast and listened to the calm waves. I would sit and watch the neighborhood wake up, getting their newspapers from their front porches. At night, after eating ice cream, my brother and I would sit and watch TV in the small living room area of the apartment and watch the neighbors retreat from their lawn chairs and head for bed. Osborne’s Inn holds great memories for me, as we grew to be friends with the Inn’s owners and their family. I try to write Mrs. Osborne as often as I can and remind her of the great times we have there as a family. Anytime we need milk, or butter, we just go upstairs to their apartment and they would be so kind as to give us some. Some afternoons, we spend some time chatting with the Osborne’s sitting on their comfortable couches, playing with their dog(that just unfortunately passed away) and getting new beach tags (for free!).After swimming and a day on the beach, we go to the back of the Inn where there is a clothes line to hang beach towels and there are showers to wash the sand off our sandals and feet. Also, there are stairs leading to a door upstairs in the Inn, where in the morning, coffee is offered and a book shelf provides books for rainy days. One time, while in Ocean City, we stayed in an upstairs apartment, where there is a nice view of the ocean.
Most people run or bike on the boardwalk in the morning, including my brother and me on some days. Vacationers rent bikes from shops to ride on the boardwalk, but we usually bring our own bikes.
CHAPTER SIX
We find Ocean City a very pleasing vacation spot and look forward to going back every year, this past trip in year 2001 was very memorable, though because as a family, we did and saw more than we usually do.
For the most part, the weather was absolutely incredible while we stayed in New Jersey. However, one evening when we walked the boardwalk, the clouds darkened and the winds started to howl. We almost had walked the whole boardwalk when we knew the storm was coming. It suddenly started raining in torrents, and we tried to duck into shops, but the rain just started coming into them. So as we watched the lightning strike and the thunder shake, we decided to make a run for it. We ran for the apartment, our sneakers and flip flops sloshing. We ran through the alleys as a shortcut, people smiling as we ran by. We learned our lesson about ocean storms, never try to predict the weather. It might just catch up with you. August 2001, was a time to enjoy the ocean like we always did a long time ago, when George and I were just kids. The traditional trip to Ocean City holds the expected events, everything from cereal on the porch every morning, to the exhausting trips up the lighthouses. We all have nothing but great memories from Ocean City, and I hope to return for vacation in the future.
As a kid, we enjoyed the amusement park on the boardwalk, with some of its water rides, but now, we just pass it on the boardwalk now, and spend more time on the beach. George liked to rides his boogey board on the waves, and I did too, although I was tossed around sometimes and found myself eating sand. We swim farther out into the ocean, knowing there aren’t as many sharks as there are in Florida; the water is colder in New Jersey. When we want to know when the high and low tides are coming and how the weather fares, we go to the lifeguard’s pier. Altogether, all this activity made for an awesome, Jersey shore vacation.




