Travels in New Jersery

A beautiful day in the mid-upper 60's, sunny with big puffy clouds.  A perfect day to go down the shore.  Pleases note that last sentence.  Gene & I did not go to the beach.  We did not go down to the beach.  This is New Jersey, ergo, we go, down the shore.

We went off to Asbury Park, one of the great date-night destinations of my 20's:  hop in the car, drive an hour, go on some rides, walk on the boardwalk, enjoy the cooler temperatures nearer the water, drive home.  Perfection.

Oh my goodness, what Sandy did to the Boardwalk is so sad.  There is evidence of rebuilding, but it's got a long way to go and is just not the same. 



This is the old Convention Center, where I once saw Pete Seeger.  The building itself had an enclosed front and the theater was to the left.  You could walk through the center of the building to the other side, but you couldn't SEE through the building to the other side.

The fenced area is where the theater used to be.  Now it's still a pile of rubble with "Keep Out" signs. 



But there are signs the Boardwalk will be back.  This is looking down the strip with my back to the broken building above.  And when all else fails, the Stone Pony below still exists 
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And there's always the wonder of the Atlantic Ocean that draws people in.

And we had a fabulous lunch on the Boardwalk over looking this ocean at a swell place that let us order dinner even though it was 45 minutes before the dinner service was scheduled to start.  A great day.  The Jersey Shore will be back!