For the Fourth of July I always go down to our place at the beach (Ocean City, MD). However, last summer was a little different because we celebrated the Fourth of July with some of my English mates. How ironic for the Fourth of July it was America and England reunited on such a special day. It was there first real time at Ocean City, so it had to be a good time.
We were down for about 5 days. After our summer school classes, of course, we headed down on a thursday night. During our three hour trip which seemed like forever, we stopped at McDonald's to eat and hydrate for the night ahead of us. When we finally got to the beach we unpacked, took showers, and got ready to go out to my friends place to hangout.
The next morning after everybody waiting for edward to get out of bed, we went to the beach for the first and only time. The water was freezing since it was still kind of early in the summer, but we got in anyway. After a day at the beach, we went back to the place, took showers, and ate before we started our everyday evening activities which had to do with red cups and two ping pong balls.
For the next day and the rest of our trip we had the same routine...Wake up around 11 or 12, go out on the boat and jetskis, come back around 5 or 6, shower and eat, then start our extracurricular activites before we would go out.
While on the jetskis we tubed in the bay some and went out in the ocean to jump the waves by Assateague Island. After jumping some waves i stopped and told Eddie and Steve to stand up and stretch and as soon as they did, i took off leaving both of them in the ocean. What's funny about that is we later found out from some of my dad's friends, that the spot we were jumping waves and where Eddie and Steve fell in is where they go fishing for sharks because there is a shipwreck there so there are lots of fish for the sharks to feed off of. We did happen to get the shark off of Eddie's leg. However, we had not heard from Steve, but there are rumors he is now in school back in England.
