This day marked the first time we were left entirely to our own devices.
We started like normal with screens and food.
Then we loaded up all of our things and dragged them to the beach. We still couldn't get in the water. But that didn't stop others from swimming. The beach was swarmed with screaming children who just got stung by jellyfish. Seriously, if you had never been to the beach before, you would think it was a place to torture children. We saw at least 2 dozen jellyfish victims in the first 90 minutes we were there.W declared it a sandcastle day
And! We both bought folding chairs so we could sit by the water and actually see our children-- this was a totally new thing for us, and we sort of liked it.
Dorothy and I supervised the sand castling
While the boys worked and fought.
Queen!
Dorothy likes nothing more than sitting in a dirt hole.
Post-lunch swim!
We went back to the beach to get our things from our orange chairs, and we noticed that people had finally gotten the memo to stay the heck out of the water. We assumed because of the jellyfish. But then! The people in the chairs next to us told us that there were SHARKS feeding right off the beach and the lifeguards made everyone get out. OH MY GOD.
We went back to the Frog for dinner
And we closed out the night shopping for souvenirs and taking these ridiculous pictures:
Jack's is the best, obvs.
























































