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Virginia Beach Vacation

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After returning to the hotel after seeing the pier, the decision became a matter of thinking of dinner.  First, however, back in the comfort of my hotel room, I checked out the material I’d just shot.  I also cleaned up the camera a bit, as the strong winds blew all kinds of smallish gunk onto the camera and myself.  It wasn’t enough gunk to affect the pictures, but it was noticeable gunk nonetheless.  I used the lens cleaner spray that I usually use on my glasses on the camera, which did the job, cleaning the camera to a shine again.

Following this, I headed out in search of dinner at a restaurant.  I was thinking of going to some sort of seafood restaurant, and having some sort of fish for dinner.  That’s not what happened.  Instead, I ended up going to Guadalajara Mexican Restaurant on 21st Street.  I ordered some enchiladas or something there.  They were good.  But you know what the thing that really was memorable about the restaurant?  The margarita that I had.  Let me tell you… that was one potent little drink.  Normally, when I have a margarita, you can’t really taste the alcohol, with the other ingredients, as well as the salt on the rim, lending a stronger flavor than the alcohol.  That was not the case here.  This was a strong margarita!  You could definitely taste the alcohol, and it left no doubt in anyone’s mind that it was an alcoholic beverage.  I had a bit of this drink, and I could feel it, with my face getting really warm all of a sudden and feeling a little wobbly.  After finishing the drink and my food, I paid, left a tip, and headed on back to my hotel.  Let me say this about it.  I didn’t consider myself to be drunk after having that margarita.  Sure, I wasn’t totally on an even keel yet, but I could still act totally sober, even though I was not.  I consider myself as being somewhat tipsy after that margarita.

Getting back to the hotel, it was now well on the way to being dark outside.  So I went back up to my room and parked myself on the balcony whilst giving myself a little time to sober up.  The waves were still calm and crashing on the shore, and the wind had long since calmed down.  After sufficiently sobering up, I headed out to the beach to take a dip.  So I grabbed one of my beach towels to make myself a place to park my stuff, and headed out to the beach.

I parked my towel in about as close a place as I could on the beach while still ensuring that my towel wouldn’t get wet.  And then I put my stuff on the towel, and then inched my way into the ocean.  While I was swimming around in the ocean in the dark, a surprise came from just offshore.  A boat was setting off fireworks!  Big Fourth-of-July-style fireworks, too.  That was quite a treat, and it looked really large, too, since I was really close.  Most people were watching from their hotels, or from the boardwalk.  A few even watched from the lifeguard’s chairs.  I was actually in the water.  That was an amazing display.  You could hear the fireworks’ booms echoing loud and clear off the hotels as well.  Thus you had BOOM BOOM for each boom.  The end of the show was spectacular, with the people on the boat setting off practically everything that they had not done yet nearly all at once.

Well!  That was exciting!  After that, I headed back into my hotel room, and decided it was time for a little night photography.  So I grabbed Big Mavica, my camera bag, and my tripod, and went back down to the boardwalk…


On the boardwalk, the lights shine brightly, and ghostly images of people walking by can be seen, a byproduct of long-exposure photography.  On the boardwalk, the lights shine brightly, and ghostly images of people walking by can be seen, a byproduct of long-exposure photography.

On the boardwalk, the lights shine brightly, and ghostly images of people walking by can be seen, a byproduct of long-exposure photography.

After a number of photos up on the boardwalk, I moved down onto a wooden path on the beach itself to get some more images…


Off in the distance, the fishing pier is lit up in what appears to be a slightly greenish light.

Off in the distance, the fishing pier is lit up in what appears to be a slightly greenish light.


The Ocean Holiday stands here, lit up by the light of the boardwalk.  My room is the fourth one from the left on the top floor.  My light is on, but the curtains are closed.

The Ocean Holiday stands here, lit up by the light of the boardwalk.  My room is the fourth one from the left on the top floor.  My light is on, but the curtains are closed.


The beach itself, meanwhile, is lit by the lights of the boardwalk, while showing the marks of a day of people walking across it, judging by all the footprints.  The beach itself, meanwhile, is lit by the lights of the boardwalk, while showing the marks of a day of people walking across it, judging by all the footprints.

The beach itself, meanwhile, is lit by the lights of the boardwalk, while showing the marks of a day of people walking across it, judging by all the footprints.

The beach itself, meanwhile, is lit by the lights of the boardwalk, while showing the marks of a day of people walking across it, judging by all the footprints.  The beach itself, meanwhile, is lit by the lights of the boardwalk, while showing the marks of a day of people walking across it, judging by all the footprints.


After a run over the beach with Big Mavica, I headed out onto Atlantic Avenue for a few night photos of the strip, right out in front of the Ocean Holiday.  After a run over the beach with Big Mavica, I headed out onto Atlantic Avenue for a few night photos of the strip, right out in front of the Ocean Holiday.

After a run over the beach with Big Mavica, I headed out onto Atlantic Avenue for a few night photos of the strip, right out in front of the Ocean Holiday.


And finally, after my round of night photography, I turned in for the night right at midnight.  I set my alarm clock for 4:00 AM in order to wake up in plenty of time to photograph the sunrise, left the tripod up, took Big Mavica off the tripod to charge, and then went to sleep.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…

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