I used to love to come to Washington when it was still a friendly town. On our recent camping trip to Goose Creek, we strolled into Washington with our little Roco for a morning adventure.
When we tried to walk past the Estuary Center we were met with large signs that read NO DOGS. It appears that when the yankees came in and built the condos they took away something precious, a valuable part of the waterfront. These condos not only have taken away a large section of the waterfront, it appears their owners don’t value life particularly canine life.
This really set a negative tone for the day but I do what I always do, try to turn the negatives into positives. Here are some pics from the section of waterfront that is still accessible.
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While on the boardwalk we ate at a great restaurant called Rainforest Cafe. The decor fit the name and included a few animated furry friends. The great thing about the restaurants we visited was the large amount of food that was served. All the food in AC is expensive. Since there was always plenty of food served we made a habit of telling our server we wanted to share the meal. Sharing is a great way to get the meals you want and share the cost.
While playing the slots was fun it was the people there that was the real entertainment. As an artist I learned early on observation is everything! There were people of all ages, races, and origins and lots of them. I don’t think I have ever observed so many people in one building.
It was a great time and a welcomed change. If you want take your own Atlantic City adventure contact Bob Kelly Tours or your local travel agent.
Life is too short to watch it go by. Be a part of it and plan an affordable adventure. You don’t have to spend a lot to have a great time. Just being with family can be an adventure.
Have a great day and don’t forget to put God first in your life!
When my sister asked if I wanted to go to Atlantic City I could not turn her down. ONLY if you knew my husband and my dog could you fully appreciate my response.
We left out on Thursday, on a day that was less than perfect. When we get on the plane and the pilot says “It’s going to be a rough flight….”, it really made me question just how bad it would get. Leaving from Greenville in the rain I knew it would be a little rough. It really wasn’t that bad until we landed with a “BANG” on the tarmac.
We got off the plane and had to race to the front door of the airport to catch the bus to Harrah’s hotel and casino. We checked in and excitedly made our way to our assigned room, it was not the room we requested. Back down to customer relations we went. With a new assignment on the 15th floor we headed back to the elevator and up to our new room. Excited when we opened the door that it had the correct number of beds in it, we filed in and sat down in relief.
Moments later we saw this:
Our view of the bay included broken glass. It was pointless to complain because the hotel was full. Even though there was another plate of glass I just shook my head. How could ANY hotel rent a room in this condition…oh it gets better!
The bathroom was great and spacious with a large shower but the door would not close completely. I looked up to see a huge crack in the door…the door is a good 2 inches!
Well, we were off to a good start. Apparently since Covid the hotels are using that as an excuse NOT to clean the rooms! So now we have a large room with a cracked window, a cracked bathroom door, and now apparently…we are the maids and there must have been a run on washcloths because we were told at that time there weren’t any. This was just Thursday on arrival.
After changing to comfortable shoes we went downstairs to eat and hit the casino floor. If you ever get any ideas about winning money in a casino….don’t!! We fed those stupid machines like they were starving! You can guess who came out on the starving end of that deal!
On Friday we took a little commuter bus called a Jitney over to the Tropicana for breakfast. A great little restaurant called the Gilchrist was calling our name. The food was great and so was the price. Afterwards we of course headed to the casino. We casino hopped between the Tropicana, Ceasars and the Wild West casinos. We took our breaks out on the boardwalk…here’s the view:
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A short one hour away we park our RV in a quaint no-frills campground at Oriental, NC. This is not a place for everyone. There are no fancy shops, not a lot of buzz, not even really a town. While there are a lot of things its not there are still pluses to this little community.
There are a few good restaurants like the “Our State” favorite The Silos. The one we liked the best was The Brantley which had a great buffett at an actual decent price. Both were within walking distance of our campsite.
I remember this community as a child as just a small community across a small bridge. There was little scenic about it and certainly no restaurants or little else. Oriental now has grown into still a small but attractive place on the map. What it lacks in frills it offers in warmth. The people were welcoming and sometimes entertaining. Here are a few pics from my journey to Oriental.
Thank you for taking this journey with me to Oriental, NC. I hope in some small way I have captured its beauty and warmth. On a quiet day when you have nothing else to do take a chance and find that one spot on the map that calls to you.
Have a great day and God bless each and every one of you.
Our journey this week began in this little cabin at Mountainside Cabins. We normally travel in an RV but when our refrigerator died, we decided to rent this little cabin instead of waiting to repair our fridge.
This one-lane road, which proved to be one of many, lead us up a mile to our cabin. Along the way were these colorful trees along with christmas trees on the side.
Hope you enjoyed these few pictures of our mountain journey.