What can be better than a 9 day field trip? This one–spent with grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins in Duck, North Carolina–was definitely the best field trip ever. This “photo
novella essay” of our trip hardly tells the full story of the joy we felt traveling together. We drove 14 hours each way (with stops), which was exhausting–but worth every moment! I40 is the same freeway we drive to get to California, and we have made that drive from Nashville before. Now we have driven it the other way too. We’ve experienced the 40 nearly all across America…from sea to shining sea, as it were.
These are just some of the things we did:
- Drove through the smoky mountains
- Practiced reading comprehension and geography trivia on the road
- Stayed at a farm overnight in the Sandy Mush community of North Carolina
- Breakfasted in Asheville
- Drove through an alligator nature preserve
- Saw a fox as we checked into our beach house
- Visited Currituck Beach Lighthouse
- Visited the Currituck Banks National Estuarine Research Reserve
- Saw wild horses in Corolla
- Visited the Outer Banks Center for Wildlife Education…where we:
- Saw a NUTRIA
- Saw some bunnies
- Visited Kitty Hawk, learned about the Wright Brothers, and saw where they flew their first airplanes
- In addition to all of the “educational” stuff, we also spent time with cousins, grandparents, and we even took a “day” trip (um, 6 hours each way) to visit Josh’s grandmother in another part of North Carolina
It was a trip we will never forget. I highly recommend traveling to the Outer Banks if you ever have the chance. Now brace yourself for a barrage of photos. Seriously.
Thank you for staying with me for ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN PICTURES in one blog post. Bless you.
Here is one more, and a funny story. . .
The kids were ALL so excited to go for a walk and buy a kite. But all morning we watched traffic being diverted off the main road through the beach house neighborhood and we wondered what was going on. So Uncle Nate took the older kids to investigate, and to maybe look at the kite store.
When they all came back, the little ones yelled, “Time to go to the kite store!”
Uncle Nate said, “Bad news about the kite store. It burned down.”
So that is what the traffic was all about. It felt sort of like a Simpson’s moment.
Fortunately (or maybe unfortunately depending on how you view developing on previously undisturbed land) there are about 293847 (maybe a little less) “Wings” on the Islands. So I think they will be okay. The kids got a kite later in the week and everything worked out just dandy.
Well, for us anyway. “Wings”…not so much.