21
September 2015
We
went to Ocean City one evening. New
Jersey’s coastline is made up of the shore of the mainland, which is mostly
wetlands, and barrier islands which have the nice sandy beaches and face the
ocean, protecting the wetlands.
Ocean
City is one of the towns on a barrier island, accessible by a huge long bridge
or by boat. (We took the bridge.) There are old Victorian homes, modern
replicas of the Victorian style homes, and generic modern structures.
And
then there’s the boardwalk.
For
people who’ve never been on a boardwalk, let me explain. This is a somewhat elevated sidewalk made of
wooden boards, hence the name.
Boardwalks generally run along beachfronts, with the views and the sand
to one side, and stores, eateries, and amusements on the other side. People walk along the boardwalk so they don’t
erode the dunes, and so they don’t get sand in their shoes. This is especially popular with people who
might not be as steady on their feet, such as older people, as well as anyone
in high heels. Though the boards of the
boardwalk aren’t always even, so there’s plenty to trip on – trust me, I
managed to do so. Didn’t fall, although
a friendly stranger was prepared to catch me.
Anyway,
boardwalks are great for people watching.
And walking at any time of day.
Also for finding sometimes strange, sometimes tasty things to eat. (The chocolate covered bacon is, in my
opinion, simply a waste of good chocolate.
Though it does come in either dark chocolate or milk chocolate.) Because we’re right by the sea, seafood is
featured, and we’re in the midst of crab season. Salt water taffy is a local favorite, as well
as fudge – and most fudge places give small samples, a great way to get a free
tiny dessert. We went with the seafood
place, though Richard found a burger – and gelato was our dessert. Because the weather still says summer.
The
people watching was great. There was a
huge crowd gathered, usually the sign of an audience watching a street
performer. No, I asked. This was a church group gathering to pray and
sing. They invited us to join them. I thanked them with a no thank you, and we
wandered along.
The
best crew, though, were the teens from a church youth group, who gathered for
dinner en costume. Really, it was a
costume dinner. We found the young shark
who happily posed with complete strangers, and his friend in a Roman toga. Then they posed together for me. We talked with them, they were pretty funny
kids. And were interested in our
travelling lifestyle, so we gave them a blog card. So this is a shout out to Shark Boy and Toga
Dude!
Remember
that I said there are all kinds of amusements along the boardwalk? Video arcades, pinball, little race cars
going in circles, basketball hoops, almost a carnival atmosphere.
And
pirates – there was a live pirate shooting bubbles at people. Seriously.
He had two pistols shooting giant soap bubbles. Also a huge pirate ship on top of the
building, with motorized pirate and parrot, turning their heads to dramatic
music. And a robotic ghost telling really
horrible jokes. Definitely kitsch
central!!!
There
are also rides. A big vertical thing
where people sit strapped in chairs that go straight up and plummet straight
down. Elevated choo choo trains. Twirling bears to sit in. Flying saucers, spinning teacups, swings
flying out from a gyrating cloisonné vase.
Ferris wheels with swinging baskets, all lit in neon. A crazy medley of rides.
Of
course, I picked the carousels. There
were two areas with rides, each with their own carousel. I used to be a fan of Ferris wheels, but
developed vertigo in my middle years – so the carousel it is.
The
first carousel had great old carved wood horses, although the horses that moved
didn’t have stirrups. There was a little
metal peg on one side to step on while mounting the horse, and I just rested my
other foot on the horse’s hoof that was curled under mid gallop. This was a great carousel, with a long ride –
it turned really quickly, our horses were flying as we zoomed around and
around, with parents and grandparents taking photos and calling out to their
kids. Well, okay, so my in-laws and my husband
were taking my photo and calling to me.
But it was a wonderful carousel, and I had a great time on it.
The
second carousel was newer, with plastic animals, but I got to ride the
zebra! He was great, very friendly, and
he had stirrups. But the operator said
the law is that all riders must use the seat belt – even though I’m 61 yrs
old. Yup, I wore the seat belt. How insane is that??? Also, the ceiling was low and I could touch
it at the apex of my zebra’s gallop. (I
almost hit the ceiling with my head, it was so low!) It also didn’t spin as fast as the first
carousel. But hey, I was riding on a
zebra, so didn’t really care!
On
our way out, we passed what looked like the roller coaster graveyard or
something.
Then
the reserved parking spots.
Which
leaves one wondering: Who is Bad
Kitty??????
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