I got up early this morning – not by choice, but because Grizzly decided he didn’t want to stay in our bedroom anymore. (We have to keep Grizzly separated from my mom’s dogs, so every day is an awkward dance of shifting dogs from room to room and patio to yard.)
I didn’t really mind though, because I love Ocean City in the morning. Its lovely and peaceful, and you can almost forget that its a horrible tourist trap. My parents’ house is on a little inlet to the bay, and its nice to just sit by the water and relax. (Or at least it is until the sprinklers kick on, and Grizzly decides to stick his face right in front of the sprinkler head. 3 times.) But it was nice while it lasted.