Lewes, DE (Day 2)

Vacation homes are a curious thing. They are always stocked with mysteries. A fridge full of expired condiments and wine is to be expected. Because they are bought and sold with furnishings, the people who own them typically have only a general idea of what lives in their cabinets. This leads to everyone having a guest's idea of what is in the home. This brings us to a beach house rule, thou shalt not leave unless you need critical supplies. Eyeballing the cheese in the fridge, Arielle and I set out cycling for crackers. Critical supplies. We got home, made a cheese platter and sat on the deck. Right when we got comfortable, her dad facetimed us from the roof deck with an invitation and a reminder that happy hour was nigh. Not being one to brush aside a reminder for a gin and tonic, we set up the spiral staircase with the beloved cheese platter to watch the water from the highest point in the house.

From left to right: Marcel, Arfan, Arielle, cheese platter, Steve

After dinner, we went to the beach to watch the sunset, soak, and befriend the local wildlife. Arielle's sister Jess works at a nearby nature center and was extraordinarily helpful when it came to finding and identifying the ghost crabs, so named for their sandy appearance. They begin to pop out of their holes at sunset. We watched a few of them wake up and begin their morning housekeeping, shoveling sand out of their holes. Once the sun set, we migrated to the street to skate. I am not a keen skater so I stuck to photography. Arielle has light up wheels in her quads and likes to hold her phone with the light on. I got some cool long exposures of her rolling around.

Aliens?