. . . and enjoying it immensely. One of the cool parts about traveling/vacationing with other people is that I don't have to think. I just show up, do what I'm told, and enjoy not having responsibility. Example: this whole time I thought we were going to be hanging at the Outer Banks until Kelly told me otherwise as we were driving down. We're actually at Wrightsville Beach, a Gulf-of-Mexico-like place on the Atlantic. It's beautiful out [far cooler than the 100-degrees-plus in Cincy] and not that crowded since it's out of season.
There's more to write, but I'm not going to.