Dear Rehoboth, I didn’t expect to like you this much. That’s probably the nicest thing I can say about you. You weren’t some lifelong dream destination. I didn’t spend years pinning pictures of your beaches or lying awake at night whispering, “Someday, Delaware. Someday.” You were simply a beach town. A place to go for a few days. A change of scenery. Somewhere to stick my toes in the sand and temporarily forget that laundry exists. And then I got there. There is something about you that is difficult to explain without sounding like I have been paid by the
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The Story of Floofy, the Unwanted Sloth
Every vacation has a souvenir. Some people buy a magnet. Some people buy a Christmas ornament. I somehow acquired custody of a stuffed sloth I repeatedly stated (both verbally and with increasingly dramatic hand gestures) that I did not want. This is Floofy’s origin story. It all started in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware. You know those boardwalk games where you’re expected to spend $15 proving you possess a skill that has absolutely no practical application? My husband spotted one of those “shoot water into the clown’s mouth” races and immediately announced that he was playing. Now, here’s the problem: he never
Rehoboth Beach Boardwalk: Where Your Wallet Gets Lighter, Your Fries Get Sweaty, and Somehow Everything Is Still Worth It
If you’ve never been to the Rehoboth Beach Boardwalk, let me paint you a picture. Imagine a place where every smell is trying to seduce you. Frozen daiquiris. Saltwater taffy. Pizza. Funnel cakes. Vinegar-soaked fries. Sunscreen. Ocean air. The occasional waft of someone who underestimated just how much walking “a leisurely beach day” actually involves. It’s sensory overload in the absolute best way. And yes. Everything is tax free. Which is a sentence Delaware residents have repeated so often that I’m convinced it’s printed on their birth certificates. “It’s Expensive…” Every five minutes someone would look at the price of