After mediocre sandwiches, overpriced shots, and premade “island mojitos” served with a side of hate, we got a swift kick in the nuts when our flight to Oysterfest on the eastern shore of virginia was canceled. Kate rose to the occasion and suggested that we crash her summer house.


The weekend ended up being filled with exactly what we were after; beautiful weather, good food, and great company. We even snuck in a little extra treat- The B Street Band at the legendary Stone Pony in Asbury Park.

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