I’ve had a long time to think about Thrashers, and you know what? I still don’t get it. When we went to Rehoboth Beach, I did the typical thing that any tourist would do–Google must-eat things in area. Thrashers was the place apparently. It was touted as the “must-do” because if you didn’t, then you missed the point of going to the boardwalk. Okay, well then. Go to Thrashers. The only thing Thrashers served was French fries. Also, you had to salt them yourself. Oh, and you could douse them in vinegar if you so chose. Did you hear that?
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An Open Letter to Rehoboth Beach, Delaware
Dear Rehoboth Beach, Thank you for being defiant and proving the forecast wrong. I wanted a day at the beach and that is exactly what I got. Not one lick of thunder! Thank god! Furthermore, YOU HAD A BREEZE to go with your heat. You still burned me despite reapplying my sunscreen twice in a four hour timespan which just seems wicked of you… but I get it. You’re the beach and I’m sickly white. It wouldn’t be right if I left with a tan. By the way, you look like a town from another era that ignored all the