After our meal, we went back to the apartment, packed up our bags, and hopped on NJ Transit to head out to my parent's house for Thanksgiving! Here's Meredith's impression of "someone from New Jersey."
Meredith was sick and tired of being cooped up with crabby me and so around 7pm she decided to go for a walk on the beach. When she hadn't returned after four hours, I started to get a little worried. When she finally got back, she explained that after walking on the beach for hours, she was completely unable to find our resort (they all look the same from the beach) and when she finally found a road, she had no shoes and no money and had to find someone who she could convince to take her back to our hotel and then get money to pay the guy. Needless to say, by the time she got home, she was grumpier than me. We pounded a few Bacardi Breezers (which made everything better!) and then called it a night!
We walked around Long Beach for thirty minutes or so, but Meredith was feeling really crummy (just in case you couldn't tell from the face she's making in this photo...hahaha) and it looked like it was about to start pouring soon. So rather than risk having to do the long walk back over slippery rocks in a downpour, we opted to hire a longtail boat to take us back to the beach near our part of the island.
