Last gasp of summer: Asbury Park

Last beach day (and night) before autumn was upon us:

wayback machine: washington's crossing, 2003

The Delaware, at Washington's Crossing

Every year at Christmas, a group of hardy, dedicated and very brave souls re-enact George Washington's crossing of the Delaware River on Dec. 25, 1776. This is an event I have always wanted to attend but never could, as I am not in the New York/New Jersey area at Christmastime. I see they do a dress-rehearsal the 2nd weekend of December, but I have a sneaking suspicion I may have to miss it due to exams. But someday, SOMEDAY, I will get to see it.

The pictures below are from events held around New Years in 2003, wherein re-enactors performed a variety of colonial-era tasks, including cooking demonstrations and military drills. Also, there was hot cider.



There tend to be a variety of types of military costumes on display.




And also non-military costumes:



I didn't take too many pictures that day, probably because I was cold. But if I manage to get back there this year I'll get some more.

More about the history of the site and the crossing.

put your make-up on, put your hair up pretty . . .

Atlantic City: sometimes it glitters, sometimes, it's just grim. It's the kind of place where even when you're walking along the boards, sipping a milkshake and humming along to whatever the beach bar bands are singing, part of you is acutely aware that the shadows are deep and sometimes full of terrible things.



Other times it's just beautiful, sunlit, and full of fun, rollercoasters, and deliciously awful food. The boards will always be my favorite place to have icecream for breakfast.



One last one, essentially because fancy elephant + imperious seagull makes me giggle:



. . . meet me tonight in Atlantic City . . .