On the Saturday morning, we said our farewells and headed off. Bill went back to Falls Church, while we drove up the coast to our next stop. Along the way, I was surprised to see this election poster. A dead Beatle running for political office in North Carolina?
We arrived in Morehead City and then drove over the cleverly-named Morehead City/Atlantic Beach Bridge, arriving in, as you have no doubt guessed, in Atlantic Beach. And into a huge road constructin site.
Our first stop was the Fort Macon State Park. Some personal history: my father's family came from northeastern NC, and when we visited them in the summer, we would almost always come down to this park. It had a lovely beach with very nice changing facilities. There is, of course, also the fort, which we all loved, as a family of historians.
We did not stop at the beach, it being not really beach weather, and it may even have been closed. We wended our way around to the fort, keeping an eye on the sky, as it was getting darker and more threatening every minute.
The park has a nice new visitors center, which was quite interesting. Unfortunately, that was all we could really see of the park, as by the time we exitied, it was starting to rain. So we drove to our motel, where we were able to check in.
The Caribbe Inn is unique, unusual, and quirky, which is why I chose it. Having done so, I never need to do "quirky" again. I rather liked it though, more than Norbert did, I think. The quirkiness was simply in the decor, the room had all the usual amenties.
Our room:
The rain not only continued, but got harder. We dashed out to the grocery store for something we could eat in the room.
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