It’s 4 a.m., and I am awake in my bed, heart thumping in my chest with excitement, because I know in 30 minutes, my dad will be knocking on my door, telling me to wake-up, and then I will be bounding down our creaky, carpeted steps into the kitchen to pet Flash, our black and white English Springer Spaniel who resembles a small cow, and then with brother and mom in tow, we will pile into the 1987 Ford Taurus wagon and embark on the three hour drive from the DC suburbs to the Eastern Shore.

It’s a ritual I go through my entire childhood. A day or a week at the beach.

I can remember vividly the drive there, the countless “are we there yet?” questions being hurled at my parents in the front seat. The awe of driving across the Chesapeake Bay Bridge. The flat expanses of farmland as we headed toward the Atlantic Ocean and Rehoboth Beach.

The Atlantic Ocean at Rehoboth Beach

The sticky salt air when we got out of the car. The McDonald’s breakfasts, the Dollie’s lunches, the Grotto’s Pizza for dinner, followed by cotton candy that turned crunchy and being scared witless as we took the black cart through the Haunted House, and the sadness as I saw the sun sink into the sky atop the Paratrooper ferris wheel.

Rehoboth Beach is one of my fondest memories.

The sunset at Rehoboth Beach

And when my parents decided to sell the house I grew up in last year, I was heart-broken. But, they moved just outside of Rehoboth, and this trip “home,” I am able to relive my innocent youth, packed with Thashers French Fries …

A beach staple, Thrashers French Fries

Cotton candy …

Enjoying cotton candy in Rehoboth Beach

and that gorgeous, humid salt air.

Delaware's Rehoboth Beach

It may not be the sprawling suburbs of Washington, DC, and there may not be a Whole Foods, Target or shopping mall within an hours drive, but this is my new “home” away from “home,” and damnit, it sure is pretty.

In the mornings, we hop in the car, head from Lewes traversing down tiny roads lined with corn fields and old homes to the main street of Rehoboth. With the fresh air blowing off the ocean, we sit on the painted white benches facing sea grass, and beyond, the ocean.

Benches at Rehoboth Beach

It’s magical and whisks me back to being a kid in the flash of a second.

We walk down the boardwalk I remember from my youth being more massive, past the rides, to where the wooden planks end.

The boardwalk at Rehoboth Beach

From there, Dad and I let our toes sink into the sand and the foam from the Atlantic kiss our toes.

Foot prints at the beach in Rehoboth

We walk back towards Grotto Pizza, which always tasted far better as a kid, and to the hotels lining the shore, but not before I stop and marvel at the beauty of the tide lapping along the cliffs of sand.

The Rehoboth shoreline

My parents and I stand on the sand as the sun sinks behind us, casting a pinkish glow over the little main street.

The sunset in Rehoboth

I look back one last time at the popular haunts of my youth, Dolles and Candy Kitchen.

The Dolles at Rehoboth

 

One of many Candy Kitchen's in Rehoboth

By night, we scope out the games.

A game at Rehoboth's boardwalk

Horse racing game in Rehoboth

My favorite boardwalk game in Rehoboth

Then, I take a moment to stand, facing into the darkness of the world to my east, and think of my life as an expat in Thailand, so very far away.

But, in this moment, I am here.

Rehoboth Beach, Delaware

In Rehoboth. Reliving my childhood one Thrasher’s french fry and fluffy piece of sugary spun wisps of cotton candy at a time.

Getting there: From Washington, DC: Take 495 North or South to US-50. Head east on US-50 and cross the Bay Bridge to Route 404. Go east on Rought 404 to Route 16, then east on Route 16 to Route 1. Head south on SR-1 toward Rehoboth and Dewey Beaches. Follow Route 1 for about 20 minutes, then take exit 1A (Rehoboth Beach-Henlopen Acres). Route 1 ends at the boardwalk. Travel time: 2.5 hours

From Philadelphia: Take I-495 to I-95 South, then Route 1 south. Pass Milford, De. and go towards Rehoboth and Dewey Beaches. Take exist 1A and ends at the boardwalk. Travel time: 2 hours.


Directions from Rehoboth.com.

13 comments

  1. Hey Diana, awesome post and great photos.
    We had cotton candy after the Elephant March in Bangkok…..Raki at way too much and was a total maniac. It’s so great how you can visit a place that can take you right back to when you were a kid. Such great memories.

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    1. Ha ha! I only saw it as a beach vacation when I was a kid. Now, it is growing on me. Where my parents live is super laid back, and I really love the little town of Rehoboth. It is charming.

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