Now that Hurricane Bill is roaring up the Atlantic coast, we've headed inland. Actually it worked out with our plans that it was time for us to leave the coast. Though we saw some surfers catching some of the initial big waves off of Wilmington, North Carolina. Above is a picture of Dylan on the Isle of Palms, which is a small island off of Charleston. It was a large sandy beach dotted with colorful, characteristic homes and we had it almost all to ourselves. The water was really warm and there was a sandbar to play on for Dylan so it wasn't too deep. These are the kinds of beaches I love - long, sandy, clean and with very few people. Oh, and free. That's an absolute rarity in Italy, at least up in the north where we live. It has been really hot. I'm talking Caribbean weather - 100 degrees Fahrenheit with 96-percent humidity. I love it but Cristiano is dying. I think he's happy to head a bit north.
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