So I quit my job the other week, and Steven decided to take a week off as well. We were trying to decide what to do with our time and we thought it would be fun to go to the beach for a few days.
We decided to go to Nags Head at the Outer Banks, we hadn’t been there since our honey moon and I love it there.
I always feel like I’m going to jump out of my seat from excitement when we get to the giant bridges
But the main reason we decided to come to the Outer Banks, was because this place has been on our minds for nearly two years straight.. Slice Pizzeria….
They have a whole bunch of lovely delicious pizzas of all kinds, and you order by the slice. They have a wide selection of different veggies pizzas and I love them all.
I swear I mentioned this place about every other week for the past two years. I am obsessed!
We left early that morning and got to the beach around lunchtime. Since we couldn’t check in to our place until 3, we drove straight to Slice Pizzaria! So basically we drove four and a half hours to get a pizza slice, and it was so worth it! We ate there every day, for three days.. I regret nothing.
Conveniently located next to Slice Pizzeria is a place called Duck Donuts, where they sell the best donuts in the whole wide world. I’m sure of it.
They’re all the same price and you can get whatever topping you like, whether that’s chocolate syrup or bacon! I went with the plain glazed and Steven got pink lemonade frosting. We brought some home for my mom and sister, I’m still surprised that they made it all the way home!
When your order your donut they make it right there in front of you so it’s hot, gooey and fresh when you bite into it. They are made from a cake batter dough and it’s perfectly crispy on the outside, with a soft warm center. (My mouth is watering!)
Unfortunately the beach was a cold and unfriendly place those few days. The temperature stayed around 50 degrees and the wind made it feel like 30. Plus it rained almost the whole time.
We forced ourselves to sit on the beach for a little bit though. Some crazy people thought it seemed like a good time to go kite boarding. We watched them as they braved the frigid seas in front of us, we yelled and screamed as they did flips in the air; partly because the tricks were cool, partly because we were frozen solid and it felt good to yell about it. There we were, bundled up in sweaters, wrapped in our beach towels and holding onto our beach hats, yelling like maniacs as the wind penetrated into the very core of our souls.
I also had an obnoxious cold while we were there. The kind that wakes you up in the middle of the night with a coughing fit and you think you’ll never be able to breath without coughing again! Steven snapped this sneaky pic of me with my trusty tissue.. This was pretty much how I looked the entire trip; Kleenex in the face!
It did stop raining long enough for us to visit one of the light houses. I’ll share more on that later!
Despite the bad weather it was still a fun trip, the beach is a strange place in the cold. I can’t wait to go to the beach again. This time in August!