Mike here. Edie has requested a day off from authoring our daily activities. I carefully assessed how much of a mutiny I would have on my hands if I denied the request and rapidly decided she deserved a day off from the documenting endless vacation task. She is such a good sport and asks so little, what the heck. My take on the day:
We slept in nicely and Edie did a load of clothes first thing this morning. It is a beautiful day and we were excited to get out in it.
We needed to stop at the office and pick up the keys to unit B and on the way we decided to check out the Activity Center.
On the way to the office there is this exotic plant with wonderfully spaced clumps of berries . Makes me think of Benoit and fractals.
After getting the keys we went driving. Edie was mesmerized by this water tower marking the town of Kill Devil Hills.
As we drove south on 158, we came across one of our major attractions for the area. I had imagined standing on a beach and trying to relive the excitement of man’s first flight.
Wilbur died in 1915 at the relative young age of 45. We looked it up when we got back home and learned that he died of typhoid. Edie and Lex were hungry so we went looking for food.
We were all stuffed and there was no danger of over buying so we went to the grocery store.