Wild Hearts Can't be Broken was one of my favorite movies as a kid. It is about a girl who rides diving horses during the great depression and they go to Atlantic City "where all your dreams come true." It may not be the most glam place in the world but it was sure exciting for me!
We drove down to Atlantic City on Friday night and stayed at a cheapish hotel at the end of the boardwalk called the Flagship Fantasea. What a mistake! The room was large and had a fantastic view of the water and the city but had one big problem...NO HEAT! After returning from dinner at the Hard Rock Cafe we noticed that the room was still as cold as it was when we left despite turning the heat on when we arrived at the hotel. We called reception and after having a repair man come and check the heater, moved us to another room on another floor. We had all of our luggage unpacked, Ezzy's pack and play assembled and were in our pajamas! Hardly the most convenient time for a move...not to mention it was almost 1 am!
We arrived in our new room only to discover that the beds were as hard as rocks! We had to call and request to be moved, yet again. We had to wheel Ezzy and her pack and play down the hall AGAIN! Third room was a charm.
Stephen and Ez on the Balcony of our final room...
Stephen wheeling Ez down the hall for the final time.
Stephen and Ez in the Elevator...
We spent all day Saturday strolling the boardwalk. I was expecting Atlantic City to be dirty and plain but it was quite the opposite. The sun was shining, the waves were crashing on the beach and it had an old school elegance to it. All of the tacky souvenir shops and philly cheese steak stands added to its appeal and we hope to go back one day.
Ezzy had a major blowout on the boardwalk (bribe pic!)
The water
Stephen, Ez and I
More of the boardwalk (Bally's)
My favorite picture of my Mom and Esme ever!
I had no idea that Atlantic City had a feral cat problem! We spoke to a man who feeds the cats (all 76 of them!) everyday and knows all of their names and he said that they are very well taken care of. There are houses and beds of straw under the boardwalk to keep them warm in the winter and they have all been trapped and spayed/neutered to prevent more unwanted kitties being born. It made me sad to think of the kitties sleeping alone under the boardwalk at night but after seeing how robust and well fed they are, I know in my heart they are happy with their life!
The cats at the boardwalk (the grey tub behind the cat is full of food and supplies)
No trip to the Jersey Shore is complete without at least on garish purchase! This onesie is in homage to her massive boardwalk blowout! The funny thing is that I had JUST changed a poopy diaper minutes before the accident happened! I guess I was one minute too soon!
Not much else happened this week. Esme is smiling and laughing all the time and it melts my heart every time. She is an incredibly happy and chatty baby and she brings an unbelievable amount of joy to all of our lives.
One of my favorite pics. The lighting makes her hair look dark but I assure you it is very light these days!
She's got daddy's blue eyes!
I am posting this a bit behind schedule so I know that there will be a lot of interesting things in the next blog! She has starting using a few big girl toys and has learned a few new tricks! Will post soon xxx
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