The coastal highway was jammed - last evening and this morning - with visitors anxious to return to the beach communities on Delmarva having been denied their fun last weekend, thanks to hurricane Irene's destructive blow job.
The town began to fill this morning under a clear sky, as visitors arrived to spend the day on the beach. Some stopped by for lunch and Happy Hour before heading back to their accommodations. While the lunch crowd wasn't huge, everyone was ready for a party of whatever sort. The energy was intoxicating, to say the least.
By 2 pm, I had to stop taking reservations for Saturday and Sunday - we are totally booked. I even have a number of reservations for Sunday Brunch at 9:30 am!!! That's not happened before.
Thanks to last minute scheduling issues and a few weekend menu changes, I stayed an extra hour at my station so the locosguys could get them ironed out and meet with the people involved.
By 5 pm I was more than ready for my AS cocktail. Sipped a Golden Margarita with a co-worker, then headed for home. On the way I thought about the happy times of Labor Days past, and found myself looking forward to the hustle, bustle and chaos; the madness that accompanies the end of summer. Sundance, the annual AIDS fundraiser = silent and live auctions of incredible items; Sundance, the Dance = great music by some of the best east coast DJs coupled with a terrific light show. Drag Volleyball = also a fundraiser and annual hysterical event that's been going on for 2 decades, and much more. It's going to be a gay old time, to be sure.
And I will be right in the middle of it. Wonderful!
And so it goes.
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Good to get back to normal.
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