There's No Place Like Home

 

 

Travel and vacations are nice, but it's nice to get home again, too...

.....Sleep in your own bed....
.....Eat your normal foods....
.....See your babes and your friends....

 

 

The final days of my month-long trip were spent in Virginia with my daughter, Ana, looking for wild ponies.

IF you have a girl you probably know about Misty of Chincoteague.  A book written by Marguerite Henry.  

She wrote a whole series of books about these amazing ponies, and the very first chapter books my daughter ever read.  From that time on Ana has wanted to visit Chincoteague and Assateague Islands.

In a nutshell....the wild ponies live on Assateague Island.  Once a year, in July, the pony cowboys round them up and swim them across the channel to Chincoteague.  There is a big auction and many of them are sold.

The remaining ponies are then swam back across to Assateague to mate and replenish the herd.

Most of the time there is no intervention in their habitat.  They just live.

Read about these ponies HERE. 

I must admit, they were pretty amazing to see:

 

 

 

And, Virginia is a BEAUTIFUL state!  (Except there were a number of biting insects to deal with...)

Dipping my toes in the Atlantic Ocean.

We saw may cute critters.

Chincoteague is like most beach towns, quaint but commerical, too.
The little cottage where we stayed was across the peninsula in a teeny town called Saxis.  I LOVED IT!  

 

Population, 241.  You can walk the entire town and home again in 9,000 steps.  

On one of my walks, I met my neighbors, had a nice conversation with the post office woman and toured the tiny town museum. 

 

 

 

 

The museum curator rides his bike to work and just parks it in the street.  No worries.  As a matter of fact, I saw bikes all over town...no locks.

 

I could so live in this town!

 

 And so the sun sets on this marvelous vacation.