As hangers on Tom, Andrew and I went down on the Saturday afternoon in a Zipcar. Andrew took his bike.
It's a couple of hours down through New Jersey, a mostly pretty ugly drive. Lots of industry and smog and 10 lane motorways.
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Once there the geography is pretty interesting. A very very long narrow island.
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The culture seemed a bit different to Aussie beach culture.
It was all very family holiday. But cashed up. No little beach shacks, but monstrous McMansions. Lots of jetskis and another big toys. Lots of quirkily named boutique shops.
But good to see lots of bikes (bicycles that is). Kids on big old beach cruisers.
Indeed we did a bar cruise on some beach cruisers after dark.
So a few beers at the local bars was interesting. Apparently the place pretty much shuts down over winter, and this was one of the last weekends of the "season", so most of the house owners were in town to pack up for the coming cold. So an older crowd.
There was Chowda Fest on that weekend, I have no idea why they don't just call it soup.
Cute overload... Robyn had fun with her dog and I quote "i dont have any photos from the weekend other than Bailey, Conor and landscapes - i need an intervention."
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