Day seven. It was time to say good-bye to our beloved Boston, for a couple of days.
We had decided to stay in New Hampshire since it was cheaper than Portland. We checked into our hotel and then headed north.
I was STARVING so we stopped and had a lobster roll in Kittery.
After food I could muster a weak smile.
After lunch and some time at the outlets we went back to our hotel, changed into swimsuits and made our way to the beach.
We had bought these little kites at a Target in Connecticut. They lasted about 10 minutes before breaking.
Who needs a kite when you have an ocean? The kids love playing in the waves.
Paul and I were spectators.
I was able to fly the kite for a few minutes before the little sticks started poking through.
While the kids were digging they touched...something. They yelled at me to come, with my camera. WTH is this thing?!? It was nasty.
We stayed on the beach until dinner time.
We found this cool sand art near the foot washers.
As the sun was setting and the air was getting chilly a concert started. We went to check it out and even danced for a split second.
We ate giant (actually enormous, like a 1/4 of a pizza) slices of delicious, greasy, pizza. After eating we decided to shop for souvenirs and play some games along the boardwalk. This was a cray-cray shooting gallery. I had never seen anything like it. It looked like it had been on the coast since the beginning of time. They wouldn't allow flash photography. I'm guessing they didn't want to fade their treasures.
We saw people riding these crazy "bike" things. They were giggling the whole way down the road. If we had a couple more people I would have been very tempted to rent one.
It was such a fun night. The weather was so nice and all the little shops and fried food places were right up my alley. I love that kind of crap.
This place would deep fry just about anything you could think of. We HAD to have some fried Twinkies. We had them in Santa Cruz in 2008 and loved them. Why not try them on the east coast?
Emma bought herself a mustache ring so I took this while we waited for our heart attach to be delivered.
Andrew and Paul wanted to try deep fried Oreo's. Holy cow. These things were so heavy, so rich, so greasy and yet so tasty. They didn't sit real well though LOL!
I get a little excited about fried food.
I had bought a pound of salt water taffy to nibble on but after these gut bombs I couldn't even think about eating more sweets.
I loved Hampton Beach. It was totally fun, a little crazy, crowded but not too bad, slightly tacky and yet totally entertaining. The kids had so much fun there. I hope to go back some day.