One summer, my best girlfriends and I went to our friend's step-father's time-share in North Carolina. To get there you drive to a town called Duck where the road ends. From there you take have to take a 4x4 truck a few miles down the beach to get to the house.
The house is pretty secluded. The only people you see are others who live in surrounding beach houses. The house is on stilts to avoid flooding from hurricanes and has about 5 rooms and a loft. Besides that there isn't much, but we didn't need much else.
The beach there is gorgeous. On one night we had the perfect girly fantasy: it was sunset and wild horses were running down the beach while dolphins jumped 50ft out from the beach. No joke. I know it sounds sounds like a Paul Frank folder from first grade, but it really happened.
Most days were sunny and we layed out from 9 a.m. until 5 p.m. periodically taking breaks to cool off in the water or re-apply sunscreen.
The water was very cold, but there were perfect waves for boogie boarding. A few times my friends had to force me to go back to the beach because I was starting to turn blue. However, even when we weren't in the water, the waves were the perfect kind that are really pretty to watch.
That trip was the last one all of my high school friends took before we went to college. I will always have very fond memories of North Carolina.
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