Poor Katie brought her swimsuit this time because Julia was adamant that “Victorian Retro” wasn’t happening again.
Sadly, our hotel’s pool was in the bin due to maintenance to their water system and requirements to flush the system of any bacteria that may have made it into the system.
So here we are at the beach opposite Ft Fisher and she couldn’t be happier to finally get her swim on…even if the winds are blowing 20-25 kts and the water is bloody chilly. 🙂
The things I will do for this girl. 🙂
Time to start the long but not particularly fast journey toward home…my copilot is well and truly a happy camper now that she’s gotten her Moana on! 🙂
